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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3046 | 2017-08-20 19:40:23 | 91.34 | 99% |
| 2541 | 2017-03-17 05:44:04 | 102.48 | 100% |
| 1822 | 2016-11-29 18:41:51 | 77.48 | 92% |
| 1542 | 2016-11-10 17:57:13 | 83.79 | 96% |
| 621 | 2016-10-14 04:41:18 | 90.87 | 97% |