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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8806 | 2020-08-25 01:04:19 | 144.04 | 99% |
| 6479 | 2020-07-27 18:44:23 | 116.67 | 98% |
| 1033 | 2020-05-05 22:03:41 | 112.79 | 99% |