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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2107 | 2021-12-28 14:00:11 | 73.23 | 98% |
| 2031 | 2021-12-11 06:23:43 | 73.99 | 99% |