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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3446 | 2021-01-06 11:40:15 | 81.90 | 97% |
| 2058 | 2017-07-11 07:52:14 | 93.49 | 98% |
| 1438 | 2016-07-08 05:27:07 | 84.51 | 94% |
| 1132 | 2015-10-20 12:32:58 | 80.26 | 95% |
| 485 | 2014-11-03 16:17:17 | 71.58 | 93% |