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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1127 | 2022-10-01 09:46:10 | 46.11 | 93% |
| 890 | 2022-09-24 18:08:30 | 42.93 | 92% |