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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2222 | 2021-04-15 15:02:17 | 99.12 | 97% |
| 1048 | 2015-01-19 20:25:45 | 80.45 | 95% |
| 594 | 2013-03-02 17:12:58 | 77.47 | 94% |
| 491 | 2011-11-07 01:05:43 | 66.07 | 96% |
| 48 | 2009-05-23 16:49:17 | 46.40 |