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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4637 | 2022-03-09 06:35:55 | 100.49 | 97% |
| 3919 | 2021-04-09 20:40:38 | 101.03 | 96% |