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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5558 | 2021-12-01 12:18:15 | 70.69 | 96% |
| 3011 | 2021-01-15 09:58:36 | 70.65 | 96% |