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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3684 | 2021-11-03 16:23:22 | 72.36 | 96% |
| 3174 | 2020-05-21 03:28:14 | 87.02 | 99% |
| 827 | 2018-09-22 05:07:16 | 72.45 | 96% |
| 236 | 2018-05-22 10:55:44 | 57.72 | 95% |