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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11245 | 2018-02-21 23:02:10 | 150.17 | 99% |
| 10259 | 2017-05-17 17:57:26 | 131.72 | 96% |
| 9575 | 2017-04-12 13:42:52 | 112.43 | 96% |
| 5283 | 2016-11-09 20:44:54 | 116.42 | 91% |
| 4934 | 2016-11-03 03:15:25 | 103.65 | 89% |
| 3149 | 2015-11-13 19:34:26 | 116.07 | 95% |
| 1908 | 2015-04-16 18:58:35 | 85.59 | 87% |
| 1475 | 2015-03-22 22:58:02 | 87.82 | 93% |
| 898 | 2015-02-23 02:53:12 | 97.85 | 93% |