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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3223 | 2018-03-25 16:02:20 | 54.63 | 96% |
| 1646 | 2017-05-24 09:24:31 | 49.58 | 93% |