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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2448 | 2020-05-25 03:41:35 | 114.73 | 99% |
| 1131 | 2017-07-15 16:41:36 | 83.47 | 96% |