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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8594 | 2019-07-19 07:50:30 | 99.97 | 99% |
| 6212 | 2017-08-18 08:39:33 | 84.86 | 95% |
| 4008 | 2017-04-21 11:36:57 | 93.87 | 95% |
| 1272 | 2016-09-23 03:57:07 | 76.98 | 92% |
| 1159 | 2016-09-21 08:44:18 | 79.20 | 95% |
| 918 | 2016-09-12 08:41:38 | 78.30 | 95% |
| 915 | 2016-09-12 08:38:32 | 66.08 | 89% |
| 862 | 2016-09-10 10:38:53 | 78.48 | 93% |
| 650 | 2014-10-19 12:24:24 | 62.76 | 95% |
| 586 | 2014-10-11 05:08:33 | 61.68 | 96% |
| 563 | 2014-10-11 03:35:05 | 61.35 | 90% |
| 346 | 2014-08-03 12:06:55 | 57.74 | 94% |
| 59 | 2014-07-27 10:02:26 | 48.41 | 97% |