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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4714 | 2018-01-12 13:40:22 | 90.95 | 98% |
| 3673 | 2017-10-09 13:48:15 | 80.64 | 97% |
| 2651 | 2017-08-31 13:56:24 | 76.51 | 97% |