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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5185 | 2020-05-11 01:42:03 | 138.94 | 98% |
| 4311 | 2020-04-24 16:33:17 | 129.37 | 96% |
| 3099 | 2020-03-23 23:27:09 | 117.06 | 96% |
| 1843 | 2020-03-05 00:31:01 | 124.81 | 98% |