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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3129 | 2018-02-28 09:51:59 | 135.41 | 99% |
| 2036 | 2018-01-19 07:44:19 | 116.51 | 98% |
| 337 | 2017-06-07 12:14:42 | 104.79 | 99% |