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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 376 | 2021-07-12 15:46:19 | 102.48 | 98% |
| 363 | 2021-06-01 17:23:20 | 106.85 | 99% |