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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 21 | 2013-01-14 14:56:00 | 62.07 | 94% |
| 12 | 2013-01-14 14:44:06 | 61.53 | 96% |