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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4525 | 2021-12-26 20:40:11 | 113.63 | 98% |
| 629 | 2015-07-03 03:32:32 | 109.29 | 98% |