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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4442 | 2023-06-30 04:50:18 | 138.14 | 99% |
| 3026 | 2016-03-05 18:34:18 | 122.03 | 96% |
| 2798 | 2016-02-26 18:27:36 | 125.97 | 96% |
| 2787 | 2016-02-26 10:58:52 | 120.46 | 93% |
| 2474 | 2016-01-12 04:33:09 | 124.45 | 98% |
| 2410 | 2016-01-03 21:38:31 | 111.64 | 91% |
| 2079 | 2015-01-26 03:23:13 | 112.56 | 95% |
| 856 | 2012-05-14 03:03:35 | 105.42 | 96% |
| 198 | 2012-01-23 08:19:17 | 94.23 | 88% |