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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1578 | 2022-03-24 13:46:07 | 67.79 | 95% |
| 1100 | 2022-02-22 10:49:40 | 64.80 | 96% |
| 688 | 2022-01-12 05:28:53 | 57.13 | 94% |