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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4501 | 2021-07-12 22:47:53 | 136.58 | 98% |
| 1986 | 2021-01-24 07:45:53 | 105.61 | 96% |
| 977 | 2021-01-05 09:59:02 | 111.79 | 97% |
| 352 | 2020-05-26 21:36:22 | 118.71 | 98% |