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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4416 | 2020-05-06 19:17:11 | 44.82 | 94% |
| 2675 | 2020-02-12 04:54:43 | 44.37 | 96% |