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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1452 | 2022-04-28 09:34:32 | 70.17 | 98% |
| 20 | 2016-07-08 17:43:22 | 55.11 | 95% |