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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1656 | 2022-02-05 23:17:59 | 82.52 | 97% |
| 1132 | 2021-12-13 13:32:12 | 79.98 | 98% |