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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3694 | 2018-08-30 22:55:28 | 91.49 | 97% |
| 3034 | 2017-04-10 04:33:23 | 97.96 | 94% |
| 2769 | 2017-03-25 00:28:36 | 89.32 | 93% |
| 1383 | 2016-08-22 13:22:39 | 66.03 | 85% |
| 1252 | 2016-08-19 13:49:07 | 77.32 | 92% |
| 1141 | 2016-08-12 13:40:24 | 90.07 | 94% |
| 630 | 2016-07-11 07:18:41 | 81.52 | 94% |
| 363 | 2016-01-11 05:33:35 | 76.30 | 91% |
| 189 | 2015-06-22 14:01:11 | 62.93 | 89% |
| 155 | 2015-03-12 06:12:01 | 67.61 | 91% |