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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1252 | 2023-02-01 10:54:02 | 74.47 | 97% |
| 808 | 2018-12-20 12:04:54 | 62.37 | 97% |