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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2340 | 2021-11-21 11:18:06 | 79.12 | 98% |
| 1017 | 2020-12-30 12:08:48 | 72.46 | 98% |
| 593 | 2016-12-26 12:47:37 | 54.75 | 96% |