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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9185 | 2023-06-11 17:05:50 | 79.62 | 99% |
| 8516 | 2023-05-14 20:35:44 | 74.40 | 98% |
| 2489 | 2020-07-10 20:00:32 | 80.32 | 100% |