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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3290 | 2020-11-04 11:36:38 | 78.56 | 97% |
| 881 | 2020-09-21 12:09:31 | 48.84 | 94% |