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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2725 | 2022-01-21 06:56:45 | 85.05 | 98% |
| 850 | 2013-01-15 12:41:52 | 82.10 | 97% |
| 623 | 2012-05-26 11:43:30 | 74.91 | 96% |
| 354 | 2012-05-01 10:54:18 | 72.49 | 99% |
| 4 | 2012-04-10 13:55:47 | 53.68 | 97% |