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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4539 | 2021-01-26 18:04:53 | 97.03 | 99% |
| 1963 | 2020-05-19 17:22:05 | 81.30 | 99% |