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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1572 | 2021-04-22 18:00:05 | 134.21 | 99% |
| 514 | 2013-10-11 09:29:28 | 101.65 | 94% |
| 469 | 2013-10-10 09:32:20 | 102.46 | 94% |
| 96 | 2013-10-05 07:37:25 | 95.63 | 91% |