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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 759 | 2020-12-12 03:59:32 | 65.56 | 96% |
| 566 | 2020-11-14 01:28:46 | 60.54 | 97% |