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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3066 | 2017-10-18 01:10:00 | 81.04 | 98% |
| 1119 | 2013-11-29 08:41:05 | 57.53 | 88% |
| 444 | 2013-08-28 12:40:31 | 55.47 | 91% |
| 337 | 2013-08-02 15:04:38 | 54.04 | 92% |