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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1077 | 2015-10-09 00:54:17 | 82.98 | 98% |
| 206 | 2014-08-24 04:22:48 | 65.96 | 97% |