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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1797 | 2021-03-18 14:42:15 | 103.06 | 98% |
| 1022 | 2015-06-23 14:07:35 | 118.98 | 100% |
| 953 | 2014-02-03 21:22:35 | 107.03 | 97% |
| 914 | 2013-10-28 05:07:06 | 104.13 | 98% |
| 646 | 2012-08-03 17:28:24 | 97.11 | 99% |
| 472 | 2012-07-26 14:44:10 | 106.15 | 97% |
| 433 | 2012-07-25 17:26:19 | 108.44 | 98% |
| 430 | 2012-07-25 15:43:38 | 104.07 | 97% |
| 328 | 2012-06-28 19:58:18 | 100.40 | 98% |
| 101 | 2012-06-21 21:04:59 | 96.78 | 97% |
| 28 | 2011-12-12 05:18:37 | 93.21 | 99% |