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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3304 | 2021-04-12 14:12:42 | 95.32 | 97% |
| 1998 | 2020-05-15 19:14:51 | 92.93 | 98% |