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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2786 | 2022-02-16 08:29:34 | 107.89 | 100% |
| 1079 | 2018-07-15 16:33:23 | 85.38 | 98% |