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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4047 | 2019-02-21 03:27:37 | 108.21 | 98% |
| 3411 | 2017-10-29 15:46:35 | 117.58 | 99% |
| 3113 | 2016-07-13 20:10:06 | 107.82 | 96% |
| 2410 | 2015-05-30 21:23:05 | 115.78 | 98% |
| 1698 | 2015-01-31 22:07:16 | 103.10 | 94% |
| 1693 | 2015-01-28 22:50:48 | 118.83 | 96% |
| 1514 | 2014-12-24 19:47:38 | 96.08 | 95% |
| 1482 | 2014-12-23 17:41:37 | 99.04 | 96% |
| 87 | 2014-06-25 17:54:03 | 90.40 | 97% |
| 20 | 2014-06-21 15:25:18 | 97.60 | 96% |