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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1684 | 2018-05-29 05:09:25 | 89.16 | 99% |
| 1276 | 2018-05-24 14:31:29 | 80.52 | 98% |
| 190 | 2018-03-10 15:13:31 | 68.97 | 97% |