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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1581 | 2020-11-22 20:53:39 | 79.19 | 95% |
| 1468 | 2020-11-19 01:41:49 | 90.79 | 96% |