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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 22000 | 2021-11-04 16:57:05 | 57.59 | 97% |
| 21528 | 2021-09-20 21:31:20 | 57.06 | 97% |
| 16024 | 2021-03-27 22:53:31 | 61.58 | 98% |
| 13869 | 2021-02-19 17:47:15 | 55.05 | 95.5% |
| 10002 | 2018-03-08 18:57:00 | 64.09 | 99% |
| 9196 | 2018-02-13 00:05:50 | 57.70 | 97% |