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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1836 | 2023-06-05 02:09:49 | 68.51 | 96.6% |
| 1044 | 2023-02-05 05:23:43 | 57.73 | 96% |