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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2795 | 2017-10-22 01:24:02 | 60.81 | 96% |
| 1180 | 2016-11-07 22:28:19 | 59.59 | 92% |