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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8138 | 2020-06-17 01:55:30 | 124.48 | 99% |
| 4040 | 2015-02-07 20:15:35 | 100.33 | 87% |
| 3554 | 2013-05-21 01:54:13 | 111.98 | 94% |
| 3313 | 2013-04-20 18:21:23 | 119.34 | 94% |
| 2849 | 2013-04-05 05:56:18 | 128.35 | 97% |
| 2663 | 2013-03-29 00:47:14 | 123.82 | 95% |
| 2488 | 2013-03-22 21:41:17 | 100.65 | 89% |
| 2261 | 2013-03-16 01:20:19 | 107.87 | 92% |
| 1329 | 2013-02-08 02:20:58 | 113.18 | 94% |
| 425 | 2012-12-16 01:33:39 | 104.28 | 92% |
| 353 | 2012-12-14 02:35:37 | 109.39 | 93% |