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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9140 | 2021-01-15 09:55:30 | 106.22 | 98% |
| 6527 | 2019-08-03 01:26:11 | 100.70 | 97% |
| 4284 | 2014-12-03 07:34:55 | 77.77 | 94% |
| 4220 | 2014-11-30 09:25:32 | 69.42 | 94% |
| 3685 | 2014-11-20 08:30:36 | 84.05 | 95% |
| 3493 | 2014-11-12 05:57:50 | 67.49 | 89% |
| 2514 | 2014-10-31 23:25:56 | 69.32 | 93% |
| 2300 | 2014-10-26 11:23:50 | 74.64 | 91% |
| 1823 | 2014-10-21 08:58:23 | 68.42 | 91% |
| 1247 | 2014-10-16 06:15:08 | 67.44 | 92% |
| 889 | 2014-10-12 00:30:03 | 61.05 | 90% |
| 331 | 2014-10-08 03:25:09 | 59.61 | 89% |