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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6111 | 2022-01-08 01:32:17 | 60.55 | 96% |
| 3620 | 2015-10-17 20:36:10 | 63.52 | 91% |
| 3321 | 2015-08-31 07:16:22 | 55.99 | 86% |
| 2523 | 2015-06-15 22:55:43 | 52.35 | 86% |