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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4733 | 2021-07-21 10:57:35 | 89.67 | 98% |
| 3068 | 2021-05-17 11:56:49 | 86.11 | 98% |
| 2004 | 2021-05-11 21:39:17 | 90.59 | 99% |