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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 602 | 2021-01-31 23:13:44 | 72.17 | 97% |
| 280 | 2017-12-20 00:40:51 | 77.69 | 96% |