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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2251 | 2019-10-08 09:44:41 | 81.79 | 97% |
| 19 | 2017-12-16 14:25:15 | 60.16 | 97% |