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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4000 | 2021-02-08 15:08:29 | 59.38 | 95% |
| 2701 | 2020-10-26 07:21:27 | 56.69 | 96% |
| 1705 | 2020-08-22 14:22:48 | 61.68 | 96% |
| 585 | 2020-07-19 13:18:50 | 50.99 | 94% |