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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1779 | 2021-09-13 14:24:08 | 98.59 | 99% |
| 1725 | 2021-06-26 18:58:26 | 82.06 | 96% |
| 942 | 2019-05-17 14:36:11 | 81.01 | 95% |