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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7733 | 2021-05-15 05:48:59 | 100.57 | 96% |
| 4832 | 2019-03-25 18:39:32 | 95.73 | 97% |
| 970 | 2017-06-08 19:58:25 | 59.12 | 97% |
| 533 | 2016-10-26 20:46:54 | 52.80 | 90% |
| 494 | 2016-10-25 09:12:35 | 52.11 | 92% |