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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1578 | 2021-04-30 17:06:30 | 57.41 | 95% |
| 1521 | 2021-04-30 09:19:55 | 58.85 | 95% |