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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14681 | 2018-09-09 02:24:05 | 97.89 | 99% |
| 10529 | 2018-02-18 20:44:45 | 92.40 | 98% |
| 8264 | 2018-01-19 01:49:07 | 92.88 | 97% |
| 7864 | 2018-01-14 00:00:25 | 73.35 | 95% |
| 7761 | 2018-01-13 08:06:28 | 78.27 | 97% |
| 4558 | 2017-12-21 00:18:08 | 78.23 | 96% |