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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1424 | 2022-05-30 06:10:19 | 59.84 | 96% |
| 1000 | 2022-04-02 17:38:55 | 59.42 | 96% |