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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 429 | 2020-12-04 20:12:48 | 66.82 | 96% |
| 388 | 2020-12-02 12:25:02 | 85.40 | 97% |