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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1319 | 2020-09-25 20:24:27 | 61.51 | 93% |
| 485 | 2020-05-31 16:49:49 | 62.79 | 96% |