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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3005 | 2023-01-18 22:03:43 | 150.62 | 100% |
| 1881 | 2022-05-01 13:12:31 | 123.78 | 98% |