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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5452 | 2020-10-01 07:14:05 | 67.03 | 95% |
| 4845 | 2020-06-28 08:59:44 | 72.12 | 97% |
| 4609 | 2020-06-06 07:34:12 | 73.64 | 97% |
| 2759 | 2014-01-05 10:14:38 | 72.65 | 95% |
| 1969 | 2012-12-26 19:31:31 | 62.90 | 93% |
| 1497 | 2012-08-13 19:07:39 | 55.59 | 90% |
| 382 | 2012-01-26 16:02:46 | 56.88 | 96% |