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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6206 | 2022-01-26 09:45:08 | 83.38 | 97% |
| 1288 | 2019-03-01 01:28:20 | 81.11 | 97% |