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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5939 | 2019-11-19 17:19:07 | 77.13 | 95% |
| 5040 | 2019-03-27 08:50:32 | 79.85 | 95% |
| 3745 | 2018-03-13 09:53:20 | 64.96 | 95% |
| 1818 | 2017-08-25 18:23:36 | 61.33 | 95% |