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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1354 | 2021-02-09 22:48:02 | 98.34 | 97% |
| 641 | 2020-06-28 16:30:58 | 78.37 | 95% |
| 453 | 2020-06-06 21:13:18 | 67.38 | 95% |