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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2892 | 2018-10-06 00:21:46 | 103.89 | 96% |
| 2796 | 2018-08-29 06:51:04 | 110.82 | 98% |