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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3688 | 2017-07-23 09:55:59 | 181.18 | 100% |
| 3016 | 2017-06-08 04:25:07 | 179.36 | 100% |
| 2518 | 2017-06-04 01:18:09 | 171.39 | 100% |