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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5029 | 2022-06-27 12:15:56 | 90.36 | 97% |
| 3617 | 2022-06-11 20:38:23 | 98.86 | 99% |
| 1832 | 2017-07-10 01:03:49 | 81.27 | 97% |
| 1368 | 2017-04-05 23:00:36 | 82.92 | 97% |
| 857 | 2017-02-21 02:29:30 | 77.08 | 96% |
| 485 | 2016-06-04 23:28:40 | 68.56 | 93% |
| 5 | 2016-02-02 21:10:57 | 57.70 | 87% |