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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3169 | 2022-07-04 01:08:03 | 86.23 | 99% |
| 2963 | 2022-04-17 13:55:35 | 94.04 | 99% |
| 2539 | 2017-04-24 04:29:51 | 79.54 | 93% |
| 2014 | 2015-03-28 23:17:31 | 101.63 | 99% |
| 1359 | 2015-02-10 02:15:50 | 89.63 | 96% |
| 1281 | 2015-02-09 01:01:21 | 100.76 | 99% |
| 664 | 2011-11-14 02:33:10 | 86.32 | 97% |