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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 943 | 2017-01-10 04:53:22 | 40.28 | 94% |
| 746 | 2016-08-03 04:47:11 | 48.92 | 95% |