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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 579 | 2022-10-11 19:08:54 | 48.25 | 92% |
| 259 | 2022-10-01 10:20:07 | 45.41 | 93% |