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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3012 | 2021-03-19 11:49:01 | 74.97 | 98% |
| 1626 | 2019-06-14 02:07:46 | 64.57 | 97% |