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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1278 | 2022-07-18 11:43:59 | 63.27 | 98% |
| 354 | 2022-06-11 12:11:33 | 47.92 | 96% |