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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12523 | 2018-10-04 22:10:21 | 147.69 | 100% |
| 12071 | 2018-10-02 22:43:50 | 143.44 | 100% |
| 11829 | 2018-10-02 05:03:32 | 137.92 | 100% |
| 6760 | 2017-02-19 21:51:18 | 144.27 | 100% |
| 5681 | 2017-01-15 01:44:28 | 127.29 | 97% |
| 4908 | 2016-12-29 20:15:24 | 143.26 | 100% |
| 3079 | 2016-10-28 00:40:10 | 137.04 | 99% |
| 1868 | 2016-10-05 21:32:33 | 138.56 | 100% |
| 765 | 2016-09-15 00:34:28 | 132.58 | 99% |
| 712 | 2016-09-14 23:22:42 | 133.55 | 99% |
| 31 | 2016-08-28 23:01:28 | 120.08 | 96% |