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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2414 | 2019-02-25 18:05:05 | 113.20 | 100% |
| 794 | 2018-02-22 18:53:48 | 89.48 | 98% |