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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 398 | 2015-07-22 05:50:56 | 104.01 | 97% |
| 282 | 2013-09-01 03:27:37 | 69.98 | 91% |
| 78 | 2013-07-26 18:22:22 | 83.16 | 100% |