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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 29376 | 2023-11-02 22:30:22 | 116.64 | 97.5% |
| 26121 | 2021-02-21 04:33:19 | 111.28 | 98.1% |
| 19761 | 2020-07-21 21:11:01 | 105.95 | 97% |
| 19629 | 2020-07-19 07:44:45 | 113.61 | 98% |
| 18773 | 2020-07-08 17:27:00 | 102.11 | 97% |
| 18654 | 2020-07-07 17:04:21 | 116.29 | 98% |
| 17305 | 2020-06-01 05:24:02 | 106.61 | 99% |
| 16215 | 2020-04-28 04:00:43 | 111.92 | 99% |
| 1321 | 2019-05-25 17:46:58 | 84.39 | 96% |