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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7489 | 2022-09-27 08:31:57 | 82.99 | 99% |
| 7166 | 2022-06-17 21:04:30 | 75.64 | 97% |