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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1290 | 2022-11-17 08:20:05 | 96.71 | 97% |
| 222 | 2019-03-13 22:25:57 | 76.37 | 95% |