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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3865 | 2018-10-11 16:23:55 | 110.88 | 99% |
| 3843 | 2018-10-10 03:04:18 | 99.43 | 97% |
| 3267 | 2018-10-02 06:38:36 | 103.08 | 97% |
| 2695 | 2018-09-18 00:36:35 | 93.59 | 96% |