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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2227 | 2019-10-11 15:59:07 | 94.02 | 96% |
| 1114 | 2018-10-22 19:26:11 | 67.68 | 94% |
| 637 | 2018-10-09 18:51:24 | 75.44 | 95% |