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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3344 | 2019-10-09 15:23:30 | 85.23 | 100% |
| 1037 | 2018-12-31 16:03:49 | 65.73 | 99% |
| 699 | 2018-12-20 06:03:59 | 63.29 | 98% |