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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 610 | 2019-02-04 00:39:26 | 115.35 | 98% |
| 218 | 2017-11-08 05:07:46 | 132.87 | 99% |
| 148 | 2017-10-25 19:51:12 | 123.43 | 99% |