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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4994 | 2018-01-24 23:51:58 | 64.33 | 100% |
| 4959 | 2018-01-23 00:17:09 | 69.21 | 100% |
| 1979 | 2017-07-09 16:36:22 | 58.33 | 100% |