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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1609 | 2022-08-16 19:42:32 | 98.99 | 97% |
| 1092 | 2020-11-30 21:52:49 | 91.85 | 97% |