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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13140 | 2018-02-14 17:01:28 | 89.95 | 97% |
| 11579 | 2017-06-04 04:23:17 | 88.00 | 97% |
| 9554 | 2016-10-05 07:14:26 | 79.33 | 89% |
| 7947 | 2015-12-29 17:40:00 | 65.44 | 90% |
| 7892 | 2015-12-29 04:05:57 | 74.37 | 93% |
| 7220 | 2015-11-29 07:43:04 | 70.29 | 89% |
| 6434 | 2015-10-19 15:42:36 | 65.47 | 91% |
| 5793 | 2015-09-28 08:03:41 | 69.27 | 92% |
| 5459 | 2015-09-07 10:34:37 | 69.86 | 93% |
| 5068 | 2015-08-29 11:09:12 | 68.02 | 92% |
| 4895 | 2015-08-27 05:39:59 | 70.69 | 92% |
| 4620 | 2015-08-21 17:00:29 | 69.76 | 95% |
| 2328 | 2015-04-24 06:52:04 | 53.98 | 90% |
| 1652 | 2015-03-24 12:13:10 | 45.39 | 89% |