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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1658 | 2021-07-11 10:58:59 | 71.26 | 96% |
| 1591 | 2021-07-03 05:56:47 | 72.03 | 97% |