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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2020 | 2021-09-22 09:45:25 | 47.20 | 96% |
| 1946 | 2021-03-06 13:28:37 | 52.73 | 97% |
| 1030 | 2013-01-17 12:05:26 | 54.56 | 94% |
| 941 | 2011-08-07 04:22:30 | 55.40 | 96% |