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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5773 | 2018-06-03 05:31:24 | 61.36 | 97% |
| 3949 | 2018-03-24 12:23:12 | 56.40 | 96% |