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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 658 | 2016-07-13 14:04:47 | 58.80 | 93% |
| 615 | 2016-06-16 11:39:36 | 61.59 | 96% |
| 490 | 2016-03-24 12:22:04 | 53.11 | 90% |
| 274 | 2015-11-19 14:58:44 | 57.92 | 95% |
| 149 | 2015-10-20 13:35:43 | 56.17 | 95% |