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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 449 | 2018-09-01 16:16:19 | 143.16 | 100% |
| 356 | 2017-05-07 08:24:00 | 125.60 | 97% |