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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2547 | 2018-10-26 09:38:43 | 65.12 | 95% |
| 1046 | 2018-07-27 16:29:59 | 68.50 | 96% |