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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1390 | 2017-11-28 02:43:50 | 108.39 | 99% |
| 99 | 2015-02-19 12:21:07 | 102.62 | 99% |