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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 385 | 2021-04-15 16:41:09 | 59.12 | 98% |
| 218 | 2021-03-14 15:00:46 | 42.19 | 93% |