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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2646 | 2022-01-05 09:24:25 | 70.33 | 97% |
| 2635 | 2022-01-01 05:59:28 | 76.78 | 99% |