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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2366 | 2019-04-05 16:44:23 | 114.19 | 99% |
| 1418 | 2018-01-19 04:46:03 | 101.37 | 97% |
| 330 | 2015-03-17 00:55:43 | 110.25 | 96% |
| 140 | 2015-03-01 01:48:11 | 107.49 | 98% |