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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5433 | 2022-07-14 12:37:10 | 80.45 | 99% |
| 3844 | 2015-12-21 14:55:56 | 74.35 | 93% |
| 2747 | 2014-12-18 11:23:42 | 58.90 | 88% |
| 2633 | 2014-12-11 05:59:18 | 69.80 | 94% |
| 1997 | 2014-11-29 04:13:04 | 67.98 | 95% |
| 415 | 2014-04-27 15:39:01 | 74.83 | 97% |