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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5046 | 2018-07-20 15:49:39 | 108.77 | 98% |
| 3135 | 2017-12-12 20:02:30 | 119.47 | 99% |
| 937 | 2017-04-17 05:36:50 | 109.92 | 96% |
| 364 | 2017-03-06 20:37:47 | 121.71 | 98% |