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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 417 | 2014-04-02 13:56:25 | 105.93 | 94% |
| 408 | 2013-12-09 20:21:36 | 121.18 | 99% |
| 347 | 2013-11-12 20:42:47 | 122.09 | 98% |