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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1537 | 2018-01-11 16:15:42 | 75.24 | 97% |
| 206 | 2017-09-02 09:57:57 | 55.81 | 96% |