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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 267 | 2022-10-12 09:57:40 | 58.85 | 98% |
| 92 | 2020-06-15 06:17:55 | 42.95 | 96% |