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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1461 | 2021-07-09 06:12:11 | 68.00 | 94% |
| 947 | 2021-04-05 02:36:36 | 74.13 | 96% |