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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2190 | 2018-05-10 04:44:44 | 140.42 | 99% |
| 934 | 2014-09-28 03:20:48 | 128.88 | 99% |
| 267 | 2010-10-31 00:10:15 | 100.46 |