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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7784 | 2023-08-26 12:16:38 | 109.20 | 98% |
| 4391 | 2018-05-03 20:33:54 | 109.81 | 98% |
| 2731 | 2017-12-20 11:03:18 | 115.68 | 99% |