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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 182 | 2017-04-05 12:04:27 | 73.89 | 99% |
| 162 | 2014-12-27 06:10:25 | 72.38 | 98% |
| 137 | 2011-08-29 09:44:57 | 67.47 | 96% |