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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 620 | 2021-05-03 23:01:16 | 91.04 | 97% |
| 270 | 2020-06-15 16:47:29 | 84.86 | 97% |