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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4974 | 2022-05-26 11:57:28 | 100.06 | 99% |
| 2993 | 2019-03-10 02:02:20 | 71.18 | 95% |
| 2331 | 2019-03-06 01:33:04 | 88.72 | 96% |
| 512 | 2019-02-13 23:42:17 | 79.53 | 97% |