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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 710 | 2022-07-09 23:09:18 | 93.89 | 98% |
| 534 | 2022-06-20 05:04:51 | 96.03 | 98% |