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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4526 | 2021-10-29 20:40:28 | 65.70 | 99% |
| 3481 | 2021-07-07 22:22:36 | 72.64 | 99% |