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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1366 | 2015-10-02 00:57:59 | 88.27 | 93% |
| 734 | 2015-06-22 04:31:34 | 84.86 | 93% |
| 394 | 2015-05-22 04:45:46 | 91.94 | 96% |
| 246 | 2014-07-22 16:38:28 | 67.39 | 90% |