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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3523 | 2021-05-05 21:20:35 | 87.61 | 96% |
| 1381 | 2021-02-05 23:45:37 | 102.22 | 98.6% |