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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3067 | 2016-07-24 05:54:56 | 119.07 | 99% |
| 2819 | 2016-05-07 06:45:47 | 109.86 | 97% |
| 1440 | 2015-07-28 19:40:15 | 111.03 | 96% |
| 1202 | 2015-07-24 03:26:46 | 113.16 | 97% |
| 846 | 2015-07-15 05:39:06 | 118.06 | 100% |
| 488 | 2015-07-11 02:06:22 | 108.57 | 99% |
| 110 | 2014-12-06 01:25:59 | 105.36 | 96% |