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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2722 | 2021-09-16 19:54:51 | 121.80 | 99% |
| 1700 | 2021-06-04 08:49:13 | 95.15 | 95% |
| 1278 | 2021-02-09 12:39:34 | 92.76 | 97% |