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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3153 | 2021-10-04 14:58:32 | 77.28 | 96% |
| 1724 | 2021-09-10 10:43:37 | 74.92 | 95% |