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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1330 | 2017-07-27 14:38:37 | 97.17 | 99% |
| 858 | 2017-07-18 16:02:36 | 106.62 | 100% |
| 331 | 2017-05-16 18:54:47 | 111.85 | 99% |