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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1530 | 2021-03-02 21:14:15 | 69.81 | 96% |
| 1292 | 2021-02-06 22:37:11 | 66.65 | 96% |