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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4324 | 2019-11-10 13:08:13 | 103.01 | 100% |
| 4114 | 2019-04-19 04:08:37 | 106.65 | 100% |
| 909 | 2017-11-16 09:27:29 | 93.63 | 99% |