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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8312 | 2019-06-15 03:36:25 | 79.02 | 97% |
| 6344 | 2019-04-08 06:34:54 | 70.67 | 96% |
| 976 | 2018-08-20 17:50:05 | 59.88 | 97% |