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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 186 | 2022-06-25 06:21:42 | 95.34 | 98% |
| 42 | 2019-11-16 14:50:16 | 73.87 | 97% |