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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3338 | 2019-08-15 09:40:28 | 101.31 | 98% |
| 1485 | 2018-05-05 14:29:38 | 103.27 | 98% |
| 544 | 2017-11-07 03:27:59 | 93.82 | 96% |