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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4398 | 2019-11-18 14:17:42 | 70.49 | 99% |
| 1069 | 2016-09-22 12:16:15 | 71.32 | 99% |