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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11660 | 2023-05-30 21:06:34 | 98.24 | 99% |
| 1563 | 2016-08-01 10:42:55 | 50.95 | 90% |
| 1285 | 2016-05-23 15:54:36 | 66.65 | 96% |
| 145 | 2016-03-18 17:15:13 | 50.76 | 88% |
| 116 | 2016-03-18 16:38:34 | 54.05 | 91% |
| 112 | 2016-03-18 13:56:08 | 52.10 | 90% |