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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8572 | 2022-11-06 21:27:27 | 56.89 | 94% |
| 7440 | 2022-06-19 10:39:56 | 74.62 | 99% |