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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3378 | 2019-10-25 01:37:27 | 157.91 | 99% |
| 1736 | 2018-11-10 03:09:40 | 128.87 | 97% |