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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 988 | 2018-02-10 12:49:28 | 93.89 | 96% |
| 734 | 2018-02-07 21:38:45 | 108.15 | 98% |