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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 136 | 2020-02-13 17:33:10 | 76.47 | 97% |
| 47 | 2019-10-29 13:39:54 | 61.30 | 92% |