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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1293 | 2017-01-07 08:13:37 | 62.36 | 95% |
| 1053 | 2016-12-27 05:55:07 | 60.50 | 95% |
| 389 | 2016-11-05 03:27:30 | 62.77 | 98% |