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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1559 | 2017-10-31 07:19:10 | 80.85 | 97% |
| 996 | 2017-08-28 09:24:52 | 77.04 | 97% |