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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 135 | 2018-07-30 14:47:23 | 84.87 | 97% |
| 34 | 2016-02-20 08:13:16 | 64.01 | 92% |