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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7174 | 2020-02-17 23:03:46 | 100.55 | 99% |
| 5637 | 2018-11-15 02:51:18 | 89.78 | 99% |
| 3358 | 2017-01-25 16:41:03 | 87.60 | 94% |
| 1548 | 2016-12-30 15:43:34 | 89.67 | 96% |
| 434 | 2016-12-10 22:24:15 | 83.31 | 96% |