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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2114 | 2016-05-03 20:36:18 | 107.93 | 98% |
| 1324 | 2014-04-29 07:00:10 | 99.11 | 96% |
| 1266 | 2014-04-23 03:08:17 | 100.83 | 95% |
| 806 | 2014-02-20 06:32:07 | 101.07 | 99% |
| 37 | 2012-12-21 03:38:36 | 97.87 | 98% |