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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4188 | 2021-01-22 13:51:51 | 85.61 | 97% |
| 1819 | 2020-02-14 20:31:49 | 75.10 | 96% |
| 1654 | 2020-01-30 22:06:39 | 68.25 | 95% |