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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 420 | 2017-07-23 02:18:37 | 79.65 | 98% |
| 397 | 2017-06-05 21:27:33 | 82.57 | 97% |
| 233 | 2017-05-12 00:30:59 | 76.34 | 94% |