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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 254 | 2016-01-13 09:17:54 | 66.30 | 93% |
| 20 | 2014-09-12 18:15:20 | 54.99 | 93% |