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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1752 | 2023-07-04 03:16:57 | 83.99 | 97% |
| 1190 | 2020-07-29 23:37:52 | 88.59 | 99% |