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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5953 | 2021-10-16 17:45:46 | 92.58 | 99% |
| 2693 | 2021-08-27 18:33:51 | 73.60 | 97% |
| 978 | 2021-08-14 15:43:42 | 75.93 | 99% |