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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 573 | 2018-09-13 16:03:57 | 96.00 | 98% |
| 524 | 2018-08-30 13:06:03 | 89.11 | 96% |
| 373 | 2017-01-24 09:32:11 | 91.61 | 95% |