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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6862 | 2020-12-30 18:54:56 | 90.95 | 97% |
| 5107 | 2016-10-19 18:28:42 | 82.15 | 91% |
| 4871 | 2016-10-11 19:02:59 | 88.34 | 95% |
| 3156 | 2016-05-16 14:24:16 | 73.06 | 87% |
| 3049 | 2016-04-27 14:04:37 | 92.01 | 95% |
| 2971 | 2016-04-20 18:44:57 | 86.07 | 94% |
| 2901 | 2016-02-04 19:24:12 | 96.05 | 98% |
| 2526 | 2015-12-16 16:37:43 | 93.24 | 97% |
| 2204 | 2015-11-30 15:07:02 | 90.17 | 97% |
| 1868 | 2015-11-12 15:17:33 | 93.13 | 96% |
| 1132 | 2015-08-17 14:15:44 | 71.93 | 88% |
| 744 | 2015-07-07 18:18:40 | 77.06 | 90% |
| 224 | 2013-12-17 05:19:06 | 66.27 | 91% |