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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 168 | 2023-07-27 08:00:37 | 77.06 | 98.6% |
| 149 | 2023-07-27 05:08:54 | 70.52 | 98.3% |