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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2711 | 2021-11-16 06:06:25 | 105.51 | 98% |
| 959 | 2016-04-17 12:51:41 | 92.34 | 93% |
| 245 | 2015-05-09 22:35:14 | 93.87 | 97% |