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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3375 | 2021-12-01 15:59:36 | 120.91 | 98% |
| 334 | 2014-05-01 18:50:44 | 126.61 | 100% |