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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3154 | 2022-10-09 04:32:40 | 61.95 | 98% |
| 384 | 2013-06-14 23:24:01 | 48.77 | 90% |
| 101 | 2013-06-01 03:11:41 | 34.77 | 90% |