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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 102 | 2020-07-10 03:39:00 | 62.37 | 94% |
| 8 | 2020-06-23 21:02:27 | 61.21 | 96% |