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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 304 | 2021-03-04 21:40:00 | 77.26 | 98% |
| 157 | 2021-02-11 05:06:49 | 69.68 | 96% |