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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1135 | 2022-07-18 09:23:30 | 65.85 | 95% |
| 737 | 2022-05-10 09:28:58 | 74.93 | 98% |
| 24 | 2021-11-05 19:05:45 | 77.58 | 97% |