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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 620 | 2022-03-17 13:21:58 | 57.32 | 97% |
| 158 | 2019-08-15 05:24:28 | 36.38 | 92% |