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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11038 | 2021-03-06 00:33:29 | 92.97 | 97% |
| 7219 | 2018-12-13 20:54:28 | 99.15 | 98% |
| 6085 | 2018-02-13 20:57:52 | 107.60 | 98% |
| 4494 | 2017-11-21 21:59:04 | 105.98 | 99% |
| 2268 | 2017-10-17 05:16:45 | 75.70 | 96% |
| 829 | 2016-09-20 05:09:08 | 92.28 | 96% |
| 207 | 2015-09-07 16:26:06 | 72.09 | 96% |