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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3061 | 2021-06-13 16:19:12 | 102.85 | 97% |
| 2117 | 2021-05-14 21:48:49 | 105.08 | 98% |
| 2082 | 2021-05-14 16:17:32 | 86.32 | 95% |
| 1951 | 2021-05-11 18:06:01 | 87.39 | 96% |