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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1730 | 2022-06-07 20:38:50 | 77.73 | 98% |
| 1440 | 2022-05-13 19:53:05 | 64.25 | 98% |
| 1250 | 2022-05-06 20:59:56 | 64.59 | 96% |
| 1004 | 2022-05-01 22:17:15 | 64.45 | 98% |
| 664 | 2022-04-23 13:52:32 | 58.94 | 96% |