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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 22565 | 2020-01-29 18:24:01 | 91.88 | 97% |
| 5144 | 2019-01-04 20:50:12 | 84.76 | 97% |
| 4394 | 2018-12-28 12:47:20 | 78.67 | 98% |