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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 891 | 2022-05-05 09:07:39 | 105.77 | 97% |
| 542 | 2021-04-29 03:59:24 | 89.28 | 99% |