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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2988 | 2021-11-21 11:18:11 | 70.85 | 94% |
| 276 | 2021-10-17 09:05:01 | 88.06 | 97% |