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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7142 | 2019-01-31 10:27:29 | 69.26 | 98% |
| 6104 | 2016-02-01 12:59:57 | 80.80 | 96% |
| 6006 | 2016-02-01 11:03:03 | 70.60 | 91% |
| 5822 | 2016-01-27 08:10:35 | 71.16 | 93% |
| 5093 | 2015-05-16 06:11:17 | 71.27 | 94% |
| 4276 | 2014-11-06 06:39:44 | 72.45 | 96% |
| 3477 | 2014-09-05 16:49:04 | 66.60 | 92% |
| 3177 | 2014-08-06 15:02:27 | 70.18 | 94% |
| 1558 | 2014-06-08 16:57:57 | 76.54 | 99% |
| 1550 | 2014-06-08 16:45:33 | 63.33 | 93% |
| 962 | 2013-07-05 07:28:46 | 65.70 | 91% |
| 315 | 2013-01-17 08:36:52 | 50.93 | 85% |
| 57 | 2012-12-06 09:41:23 | 57.08 | 92% |