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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 708 | 2021-11-14 15:59:56 | 59.95 | 97% |
| 563 | 2021-11-09 23:36:47 | 57.61 | 96% |