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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7381 | 2022-02-08 21:29:32 | 118.03 | 99% |
| 6164 | 2018-09-19 05:30:12 | 95.56 | 97% |
| 3118 | 2016-12-18 18:07:54 | 98.02 | 95% |
| 1539 | 2013-10-26 18:41:12 | 108.03 | 96% |
| 1307 | 2012-05-03 19:40:05 | 107.91 | 99% |
| 317 | 2011-09-10 21:19:30 | 121.34 | 100% |
| 254 | 2011-09-04 20:31:48 | 109.30 | 98% |
| 253 | 2011-09-04 20:29:44 | 108.82 | 97% |