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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1285 | 2021-10-09 22:54:13 | 96.45 | 99% |
| 675 | 2021-03-04 04:43:30 | 94.01 | 98% |