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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8609 | 2021-06-15 14:44:42 | 84.27 | 97% |
| 6766 | 2020-01-10 17:44:32 | 93.95 | 97% |
| 5842 | 2016-07-28 17:43:25 | 82.05 | 92% |
| 5693 | 2016-07-09 19:13:44 | 87.34 | 93% |
| 5541 | 2016-07-03 17:38:29 | 69.82 | 87% |
| 4726 | 2016-06-07 18:22:19 | 81.22 | 94% |
| 4640 | 2016-06-05 19:43:14 | 83.81 | 91% |
| 4591 | 2016-06-04 17:54:26 | 79.75 | 91% |
| 4581 | 2016-06-03 20:00:46 | 91.70 | 94% |
| 3568 | 2016-04-29 14:54:50 | 77.16 | 89% |
| 3479 | 2016-04-28 17:29:04 | 73.11 | 89% |
| 2589 | 2015-11-01 13:54:37 | 54.62 | 92% |
| 2423 | 2015-07-14 19:06:16 | 53.87 | 85% |