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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7670 | 2021-08-07 07:55:20 | 77.13 | 93% |
| 5754 | 2021-04-26 00:47:03 | 98.04 | 97% |