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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 359 | 2014-04-12 09:41:16 | 96.32 | 99% |
| 31 | 2011-04-29 03:25:40 | 107.93 | |
| 8 | 2011-04-29 02:44:09 | 114.26 |