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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6952 | 2021-05-31 15:49:43 | 87.05 | 97% |
| 5547 | 2021-05-04 10:14:59 | 79.34 | 97% |
| 304 | 2019-08-24 18:29:17 | 62.53 | 95% |