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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9753 | 2021-06-06 15:47:46 | 90.32 | 98% |
| 8642 | 2021-04-22 14:53:04 | 103.47 | 99% |
| 2316 | 2020-01-24 11:53:55 | 97.94 | 98% |
| 323 | 2015-02-26 13:50:45 | 62.15 | 91% |