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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2043 | 2019-10-10 18:32:48 | 88.70 | 97% |
| 1674 | 2019-09-30 20:28:41 | 86.11 | 97% |
| 575 | 2018-12-20 11:40:05 | 70.16 | 98% |