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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2970 | 2021-05-14 08:49:35 | 99.48 | 98% |
| 2109 | 2021-01-13 14:32:32 | 99.00 | 98% |
| 979 | 2020-07-16 12:53:54 | 94.11 | 98% |