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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11375 | 2022-07-06 13:24:06 | 96.86 | 95% |
| 9511 | 2021-04-25 19:02:58 | 88.77 | 97% |
| 3899 | 2020-06-19 17:01:59 | 75.45 | 96% |
| 1534 | 2020-05-09 15:02:39 | 43.07 | 94% |