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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9363 | 2018-05-09 10:41:33 | 122.50 | 98% |
| 5278 | 2017-01-21 10:35:03 | 137.45 | 98% |
| 5232 | 2017-01-21 08:02:15 | 138.80 | 97% |
| 4623 | 2017-01-17 08:09:06 | 117.81 | 95% |
| 2984 | 2015-07-28 06:22:26 | 141.75 | 97% |
| 2931 | 2015-07-18 06:52:46 | 146.28 | 99% |
| 2895 | 2015-07-15 06:56:07 | 127.15 | 94% |
| 2880 | 2015-07-08 05:42:30 | 144.29 | 99% |
| 2640 | 2015-06-30 01:50:38 | 140.65 | 99% |
| 2470 | 2015-06-28 04:59:31 | 138.55 | 98% |
| 1637 | 2014-05-16 08:43:40 | 134.16 | 99% |
| 894 | 2010-11-10 07:08:04 | 120.03 | |
| 729 | 2010-11-04 04:35:47 | 132.90 | |
| 156 | 2010-10-13 06:38:37 | 125.26 |