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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3364 | 2020-10-25 03:19:33 | 126.08 | 98% |
| 3167 | 2020-10-09 02:28:46 | 118.86 | 98% |
| 1304 | 2020-07-30 22:01:25 | 126.23 | 98% |