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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1562 | 2023-09-23 18:46:49 | 83.62 | 97.7% |
| 1302 | 2022-09-10 16:53:54 | 80.60 | 97% |