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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5240 | 2021-11-09 18:42:19 | 205.02 | 100% |
| 2663 | 2021-05-25 19:29:41 | 186.71 | 99% |
| 31 | 2021-02-22 21:57:05 | 152.49 | 97.7% |