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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1385 | 2021-06-19 17:02:28 | 72.94 | 96% |
| 1276 | 2021-02-02 09:41:50 | 79.74 | 95.8% |