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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 995 | 2021-03-01 14:22:08 | 55.84 | 97% |
| 940 | 2021-02-20 13:15:19 | 57.42 | 97.9% |