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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7312 | 2020-01-09 20:27:07 | 122.82 | 96% |
| 4182 | 2019-12-09 16:27:41 | 117.91 | 98% |
| 3874 | 2019-12-08 09:06:29 | 108.72 | 97% |