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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 558 | 2023-01-15 07:59:44 | 101.88 | 99% |
| 168 | 2013-10-09 05:32:10 | 114.65 | 100% |
| 30 | 2012-07-11 06:27:47 | 108.99 | 98% |