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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1461 | 2017-06-17 04:56:30 | 119.14 | 99% |
| 393 | 2016-10-14 20:25:02 | 106.91 | 94% |