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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5812 | 2019-02-14 00:34:48 | 166.82 | 99% |
| 4556 | 2018-04-01 22:12:14 | 166.10 | 99% |
| 144 | 2015-03-07 00:30:52 | 122.99 | 97% |