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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 861 | 2014-05-05 01:28:46 | 70.91 | 93% |
| 308 | 2013-10-30 03:11:51 | 75.76 | 94% |