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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4636 | 2021-12-13 21:42:33 | 69.49 | 95% |
| 1504 | 2015-08-09 04:08:15 | 71.74 | 93% |
| 1143 | 2015-03-08 17:50:22 | 67.98 | 92% |
| 1063 | 2015-02-28 00:33:27 | 72.92 | 92% |
| 1010 | 2015-02-19 15:33:16 | 63.80 | 91% |
| 805 | 2015-01-09 06:31:21 | 67.44 | 95% |
| 348 | 2013-12-14 23:40:43 | 58.63 | 88% |
| 278 | 2013-09-10 00:08:10 | 57.49 | 87% |