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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6209 | 2021-02-05 04:07:26 | 124.43 | 98% |
| 3524 | 2020-11-10 09:51:29 | 134.53 | 98% |
| 1461 | 2019-07-21 07:31:31 | 131.89 | 100% |