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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1478 | 2018-11-03 06:05:55 | 110.46 | 98% |
| 1207 | 2018-10-19 07:07:59 | 116.36 | 99% |
| 247 | 2016-06-13 13:51:27 | 97.37 | 94% |
| 82 | 2014-09-25 05:48:00 | 67.12 | 86% |