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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 328 | 2017-06-26 20:19:56 | 123.99 | 99% |
| 219 | 2017-05-11 17:02:29 | 128.87 | 96% |