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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8599 | 2022-07-16 08:38:24 | 101.50 | 98% |
| 5333 | 2019-09-13 20:43:24 | 105.55 | 98% |