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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 762 | 2023-09-17 14:58:15 | 72.96 | 98% |
| 521 | 2014-01-15 14:42:40 | 76.90 | 98% |