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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3021 | 2019-03-22 22:04:15 | 78.82 | 97% |
| 1674 | 2016-07-19 00:27:37 | 61.95 | 93% |
| 1091 | 2015-07-28 04:03:26 | 68.64 | 93% |
| 328 | 2014-08-20 10:52:08 | 59.59 | 94% |