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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3451 | 2017-06-24 14:45:58 | 79.54 | 97% |
| 3311 | 2017-06-08 07:07:54 | 72.23 | 97% |
| 1573 | 2015-12-26 20:16:03 | 74.03 | 95% |
| 1137 | 2015-04-12 14:06:04 | 63.12 | 94% |
| 438 | 2014-10-27 11:32:40 | 50.48 | 92% |