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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1549 | 2020-11-24 20:38:28 | 92.24 | 99% |
| 1423 | 2020-11-18 15:11:32 | 80.29 | 96% |