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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 367 | 2020-07-04 19:41:17 | 90.22 | 99% |
| 198 | 2020-06-17 14:20:44 | 88.24 | 98% |