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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2812 | 2022-03-05 17:31:17 | 118.62 | 99% |
| 2104 | 2017-12-08 20:28:34 | 104.34 | 99% |
| 1675 | 2013-12-19 22:35:36 | 101.56 | 95% |
| 1516 | 2013-09-15 16:09:11 | 103.65 | 96% |
| 1209 | 2012-08-25 00:47:57 | 84.35 | 91% |
| 255 | 2012-03-13 22:58:32 | 60.56 | 91% |