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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3092 | 2021-05-02 12:41:26 | 71.91 | 97% |
| 3005 | 2021-05-01 19:35:35 | 67.84 | 98% |