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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7677 | 2020-12-16 02:26:24 | 78.15 | 99% |
| 7340 | 2020-11-19 00:47:48 | 78.14 | 100% |
| 2660 | 2018-02-04 17:57:43 | 61.22 | 95% |
| 1870 | 2015-03-10 00:59:18 | 64.72 | 96% |
| 1166 | 2014-02-03 15:45:21 | 59.01 | 95% |
| 541 | 2013-07-03 11:13:53 | 52.29 | 96% |
| 505 | 2013-03-31 06:00:07 | 54.32 | 97% |