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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1825 | 2021-10-11 19:41:37 | 79.99 | 96% |
| 1459 | 2021-09-29 11:52:59 | 71.79 | 96% |