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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4984 | 2020-09-26 21:41:04 | 88.23 | 97% |
| 3316 | 2020-08-02 12:37:45 | 78.03 | 98% |
| 2356 | 2020-07-02 16:41:05 | 79.05 | 99% |
| 1813 | 2020-06-14 14:11:45 | 60.88 | 95% |
| 1805 | 2020-06-14 13:49:34 | 63.38 | 94% |
| 348 | 2020-04-09 19:45:03 | 63.09 | 94% |