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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3218 | 2022-11-07 04:16:58 | 65.71 | 98% |
| 821 | 2021-09-19 03:55:04 | 45.92 | 96% |