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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2082 | 2023-02-03 19:58:16 | 87.68 | 97% |
| 137 | 2022-07-16 12:38:48 | 85.39 | 99% |