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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3081 | 2022-05-13 04:58:58 | 129.57 | 99% |
| 1961 | 2021-09-25 21:12:29 | 115.10 | 97% |
| 1473 | 2021-03-20 16:24:24 | 111.53 | 97% |