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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1321 | 2022-03-15 14:17:28 | 51.47 | 95% |
| 1223 | 2022-02-12 06:02:59 | 48.11 | 96% |