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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3070 | 2021-03-21 05:22:51 | 54.22 | 96% |
| 613 | 2020-12-30 11:43:51 | 60.64 | 98% |