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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1235 | 2021-01-09 05:32:03 | 87.33 | 98% |
| 819 | 2020-12-12 17:02:34 | 69.89 | 96% |