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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4935 | 2021-06-15 18:38:06 | 126.27 | 98% |
| 3887 | 2021-04-16 17:37:29 | 116.69 | 99% |