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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1729 | 2022-12-06 18:28:59 | 124.54 | 98% |
| 436 | 2022-07-21 18:24:21 | 116.81 | 98% |