Many rivers to cross but I can't seem to find my way over. Wandering, I am lost as I travel along the white cliffs of Dover. Many rivers to cross and it's only my will that keeps me alive. I've been licked, washed up for years, and I merely survive because of my pride.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1100 | 2022-07-25 08:27:13 | 69.70 | 100% |
| 1090 | 2022-07-25 08:16:21 | 64.34 | 99% |