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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11366 | 2021-01-01 16:28:02 | 91.02 | 96% |
| 1805 | 2017-01-12 10:10:22 | 72.62 | 94% |
| 1447 | 2016-03-31 15:47:46 | 69.32 | 94% |
| 553 | 2016-01-15 06:54:38 | 47.00 | 89% |