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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 951 | 2022-06-07 16:58:59 | 116.75 | 99% |
| 608 | 2020-07-28 22:47:21 | 103.64 | 100% |
| 30 | 2017-12-30 20:42:16 | 92.65 | 99% |