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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 754 | 2014-03-22 17:15:39 | 66.53 | 94% |
| 393 | 2013-10-25 21:21:01 | 47.55 | 90% |