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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9805 | 2022-10-24 14:21:15 | 107.23 | 98% |
| 1825 | 2020-11-03 08:48:04 | 106.93 | 99% |