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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1900 | 2022-04-20 01:27:33 | 156.06 | 100% |
| 803 | 2021-09-06 03:00:56 | 114.28 | 98% |