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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1404 | 2021-01-29 22:06:11 | 63.43 | 95.2% |
| 1263 | 2018-02-12 18:16:58 | 68.00 | 97% |
| 474 | 2011-11-04 07:47:00 | 52.61 | 89% |