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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 644 | 2014-01-13 05:29:37 | 57.81 | 97% |
| 385 | 2013-12-22 13:37:24 | 52.81 | 96% |