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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12295 | 2018-08-13 08:15:07 | 73.35 | 98% |
| 9954 | 2018-04-24 13:33:19 | 79.38 | 97% |
| 6764 | 2017-12-04 15:00:55 | 68.67 | 99% |
| 4937 | 2017-09-17 10:39:22 | 72.40 | 98% |
| 2875 | 2017-08-06 18:49:39 | 67.53 | 98% |
| 2216 | 2017-08-02 05:16:52 | 61.15 | 97% |
| 1300 | 2017-07-26 05:36:07 | 61.56 | 97% |
| 634 | 2017-07-21 08:36:33 | 59.38 | 96% |