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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5218 | 2021-12-01 07:31:35 | 82.40 | 99% |
| 2241 | 2021-07-27 09:27:21 | 63.49 | 98% |