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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4200 | 2023-05-20 14:51:50 | 66.05 | 94% |
| 1852 | 2023-01-20 02:50:34 | 60.99 | 96% |
| 1672 | 2023-01-16 15:45:17 | 52.56 | 95% |