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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 548 | 2022-03-31 07:17:37 | 74.57 | 97% |
| 336 | 2021-09-29 04:56:22 | 73.73 | 98% |