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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3838 | 2020-04-23 13:58:10 | 89.55 | 98% |
| 3271 | 2020-03-27 14:34:12 | 80.87 | 98% |