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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 660 | 2023-04-06 17:47:38 | 83.34 | 98% |
| 127 | 2021-12-07 11:40:53 | 83.75 | 100% |