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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3065 | 2020-04-02 12:34:12 | 115.21 | 97% |
| 2492 | 2020-01-11 20:59:46 | 103.48 | 98% |
| 2099 | 2018-11-18 00:12:43 | 101.13 | 98% |