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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7343 | 2021-05-14 16:34:11 | 121.23 | 98% |
| 6850 | 2021-05-06 22:20:28 | 106.96 | 97% |
| 4740 | 2020-06-19 18:06:42 | 116.29 | 99% |