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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3123 | 2021-08-17 02:20:41 | 137.16 | 100% |
| 2226 | 2020-11-16 02:03:01 | 117.08 | 98% |
| 647 | 2013-11-18 07:38:52 | 103.65 | 95% |
| 626 | 2013-11-16 19:44:25 | 120.19 | 98% |
| 486 | 2013-11-05 21:16:02 | 107.63 | 97% |
| 373 | 2013-10-26 18:41:13 | 104.52 | 94% |
| 332 | 2013-10-02 05:38:45 | 104.68 | 97% |
| 271 | 2013-09-26 16:06:54 | 100.31 | 96% |
| 128 | 2013-09-17 17:26:23 | 103.67 | 96% |
| 78 | 2013-09-16 20:16:35 | 92.51 | 94% |