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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 414 | 2022-07-06 12:17:19 | 107.31 | 99% |
| 133 | 2013-08-15 10:02:39 | 89.72 | 94% |
| 36 | 2013-08-13 13:28:45 | 78.94 | 89% |