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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3206 | 2023-08-14 12:28:25 | 101.23 | 99.3% |
| 1361 | 2014-11-25 20:51:37 | 81.86 | 97% |
| 916 | 2014-06-18 16:29:18 | 87.12 | 98% |
| 633 | 2014-04-16 19:20:35 | 80.08 | 99% |
| 193 | 2014-03-24 15:25:42 | 66.62 | 95% |
| 79 | 2014-01-09 21:32:03 | 62.59 | 96% |