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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2531 | 2019-06-17 06:05:25 | 69.49 | 97% |
| 935 | 2018-02-13 01:07:15 | 66.39 | 96% |