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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6566 | 2018-08-01 04:42:35 | 99.80 | 99% |
| 5944 | 2018-06-16 22:19:14 | 87.17 | 96% |
| 1889 | 2017-12-08 07:09:35 | 92.82 | 99% |