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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1796 | 2022-04-03 02:51:17 | 99.32 | 98% |
| 876 | 2021-01-06 15:29:01 | 85.76 | 98% |