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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 328 | 2021-02-21 07:13:27 | 48.29 | 93.6% |
| 48 | 2020-12-11 08:10:11 | 44.48 | 94% |