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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2552 | 2019-12-04 19:36:42 | 84.48 | 98% |
| 1851 | 2018-12-29 18:04:18 | 78.50 | 98% |
| 1360 | 2017-02-05 12:10:52 | 82.48 | 97% |
| 1310 | 2017-01-31 21:33:34 | 76.01 | 95% |
| 821 | 2016-08-27 15:05:00 | 81.62 | 98% |
| 407 | 2015-05-31 13:57:46 | 79.64 | 97% |
| 200 | 2015-03-06 22:01:39 | 80.92 | 100% |
| 28 | 2014-12-12 13:08:19 | 70.46 | 97% |