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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4544 | 2020-07-30 22:01:23 | 134.08 | 98% |
| 4460 | 2020-07-13 18:23:20 | 148.54 | 98% |
| 1017 | 2019-02-03 03:31:32 | 122.16 | 97% |