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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9742 | 2021-10-10 07:35:38 | 119.56 | 97% |
| 2986 | 2021-02-21 03:20:31 | 111.05 | 97% |
| 1871 | 2021-01-31 09:44:20 | 118.90 | 97.9% |