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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1335 | 2017-01-20 18:18:10 | 46.32 | 93% |
| 1223 | 2016-11-23 21:32:06 | 51.38 | 93% |