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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7619 | 2017-06-08 03:47:03 | 91.41 | 98% |
| 5886 | 2016-12-07 05:02:25 | 108.55 | 100% |
| 4084 | 2014-07-16 03:19:04 | 75.92 | 98% |
| 3434 | 2013-08-15 06:59:16 | 87.99 | 99% |
| 2584 | 2013-07-12 03:09:20 | 92.47 | 99% |
| 1225 | 2013-06-25 10:42:45 | 77.90 | 97% |
| 983 | 2013-06-24 00:16:00 | 73.05 | 94% |
| 10 | 2013-05-21 08:52:35 | 74.37 | 94% |