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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5902 | 2018-07-14 03:58:15 | 92.79 | 99% |
| 4904 | 2014-02-13 21:23:20 | 90.94 | 99% |
| 4542 | 2013-12-17 23:54:11 | 83.95 | 98% |
| 4316 | 2013-11-17 20:48:22 | 84.49 | 97% |
| 4067 | 2013-09-23 21:35:07 | 85.00 | 97% |
| 3281 | 2013-07-02 18:55:29 | 86.17 | 97% |
| 2847 | 2013-06-01 23:38:43 | 83.09 | 97% |
| 2727 | 2013-05-30 15:53:17 | 85.81 | 96% |
| 2684 | 2013-05-29 19:52:27 | 77.50 | 96% |
| 2174 | 2013-05-11 16:16:27 | 78.55 | 95% |
| 1387 | 2013-04-20 00:46:41 | 71.02 | 94% |