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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1825 | 2023-03-06 15:39:27 | 122.40 | 97% |
| 362 | 2021-05-05 11:07:02 | 109.15 | 98% |
| 140 | 2021-02-25 14:03:48 | 112.42 | 98% |