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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7080 | 2022-03-31 03:58:05 | 98.55 | 98% |
| 4425 | 2020-10-16 07:37:31 | 86.05 | 96% |
| 3856 | 2020-06-18 14:01:11 | 70.34 | 94% |
| 1790 | 2020-03-01 11:00:54 | 70.30 | 95% |