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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2211 | 2020-10-27 14:05:38 | 105.21 | 99% |
| 387 | 2018-09-15 20:22:49 | 90.91 | 98% |
| 341 | 2018-08-31 14:48:38 | 94.62 | 99% |