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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 313 | 2015-12-08 07:17:07 | 64.03 | 90% |
| 297 | 2013-05-07 02:02:23 | 75.86 | 98% |