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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6247 | 2019-07-01 05:54:44 | 114.86 | 98% |
| 1383 | 2017-06-21 03:47:51 | 95.57 | 99% |
| 332 | 2015-06-11 00:30:09 | 84.97 | 99% |
| 74 | 2015-03-02 04:45:24 | 58.63 | 92% |