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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 772 | 2021-09-01 04:59:53 | 58.22 | 99% |
| 71 | 2021-04-22 18:03:13 | 47.76 | 97% |