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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 743 | 2022-06-05 04:10:48 | 80.11 | 97% |
| 531 | 2022-01-11 07:11:33 | 72.40 | 97% |