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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7035 | 2020-05-07 01:03:09 | 115.11 | 97% |
| 5456 | 2018-08-03 13:16:20 | 98.24 | 95% |
| 4793 | 2018-06-26 23:48:05 | 101.61 | 96% |
| 2594 | 2017-06-16 02:30:05 | 114.07 | 98% |
| 2401 | 2017-05-30 18:19:54 | 105.74 | 94% |
| 1684 | 2017-03-23 00:52:20 | 93.21 | 91% |
| 1483 | 2017-02-20 03:45:50 | 98.63 | 95% |
| 1028 | 2017-01-28 17:56:52 | 95.93 | 95% |
| 774 | 2017-01-21 02:14:02 | 88.73 | 95% |
| 185 | 2016-12-26 22:42:18 | 77.42 | 94% |