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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 953 | 2021-02-08 18:51:14 | 59.21 | 94.7% |
| 741 | 2021-02-04 07:04:44 | 58.62 | 96.3% |