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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5835 | 2023-01-25 15:55:22 | 88.49 | 99% |
| 4151 | 2020-02-24 12:41:18 | 55.42 | 96% |
| 2714 | 2019-02-25 15:38:19 | 77.42 | 97% |