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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3359 | 2021-09-17 19:52:50 | 72.08 | 96% |
| 2798 | 2021-04-02 17:16:22 | 67.55 | 97% |