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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1330 | 2022-01-20 03:56:38 | 46.03 | 93% |
| 51 | 2021-09-16 04:18:07 | 49.18 | 95% |