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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2866 | 2022-08-05 09:00:17 | 86.31 | 99% |
| 2557 | 2022-06-20 13:05:27 | 79.78 | 97% |