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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4095 | 2017-12-20 09:50:09 | 134.99 | 98% |
| 3694 | 2017-10-03 21:31:52 | 139.56 | 98% |
| 537 | 2015-06-06 20:54:22 | 140.86 | 95% |