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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6776 | 2022-05-10 03:52:13 | 85.28 | 97% |
| 4477 | 2021-08-28 14:52:33 | 85.54 | 98% |