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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 713 | 2020-10-26 14:33:03 | 101.66 | 99% |
| 488 | 2020-10-19 13:57:16 | 93.37 | 98% |