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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4346 | 2018-05-13 13:55:09 | 85.97 | 96% |
| 2887 | 2017-09-19 23:01:25 | 90.00 | 98% |
| 2817 | 2017-09-02 23:00:36 | 78.12 | 97% |
| 1609 | 2014-09-20 23:30:22 | 74.34 | 94% |
| 1226 | 2014-05-12 00:09:03 | 83.86 | 95% |
| 1040 | 2013-12-22 22:46:54 | 67.87 | 90% |
| 1038 | 2013-12-22 00:41:44 | 76.65 | 94% |
| 908 | 2013-12-10 01:53:29 | 70.08 | 94% |
| 523 | 2013-11-21 23:27:40 | 75.17 | 96% |
| 190 | 2013-11-02 03:27:33 | 76.51 | 96% |