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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1012 | 2018-01-17 13:27:36 | 54.86 | 97% |
| 846 | 2016-08-27 14:33:47 | 42.13 | 85% |