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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 164 | 2018-04-23 03:09:50 | 89.03 | 98% |
| 38 | 2016-01-30 03:39:01 | 118.04 | 97% |