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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 546 | 2023-01-16 18:47:12 | 78.57 | 97% |
| 70 | 2021-05-22 22:41:46 | 48.13 | 93% |