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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5965 | 2022-10-03 11:50:58 | 98.69 | 96% |
| 4860 | 2021-10-08 06:00:53 | 96.61 | 97% |