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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1015 | 2016-02-20 03:39:06 | 100.49 | 96% |
| 592 | 2014-03-28 12:53:23 | 93.62 | 97% |
| 373 | 2013-12-12 02:09:45 | 68.54 | 92% |
| 163 | 2013-09-18 17:52:06 | 72.65 | 93% |