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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 416 | 2022-06-07 20:45:21 | 89.04 | 96% |
| 68 | 2019-04-26 14:39:26 | 60.84 | 96% |