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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1318 | 2022-10-08 15:33:59 | 98.61 | 99% |
| 912 | 2021-12-14 23:09:05 | 90.82 | 98% |