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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5660 | 2022-08-20 12:34:55 | 74.74 | 95% |
| 4976 | 2014-02-03 12:46:19 | 82.00 | 90% |
| 4719 | 2013-07-27 12:26:42 | 74.80 | 90% |
| 4564 | 2013-07-21 13:11:02 | 85.20 | 95% |
| 3861 | 2013-01-03 10:52:31 | 76.50 | 88% |
| 3678 | 2012-12-30 13:12:33 | 86.73 | 94% |
| 3584 | 2012-12-29 07:01:31 | 81.95 | 95% |
| 3453 | 2012-12-26 03:51:24 | 75.03 | 93% |
| 1405 | 2012-11-08 22:09:51 | 69.47 | 93% |
| 1189 | 2012-11-01 22:06:08 | 72.84 | 92% |
| 1007 | 2012-10-30 22:09:06 | 49.72 | 88% |