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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2709 | 2019-07-03 21:44:22 | 102.26 | 100% |
| 2263 | 2013-01-30 15:47:59 | 95.03 | 99% |
| 1849 | 2011-10-28 18:12:10 | 92.78 | 99% |
| 1699 | 2011-09-28 22:10:01 | 92.38 | 98% |
| 1427 | 2011-09-01 22:50:15 | 89.57 | 98% |
| 1075 | 2011-07-09 17:37:13 | 90.99 | 99% |
| 1046 | 2011-07-09 02:10:56 | 93.69 | 100% |
| 475 | 2011-02-24 00:47:53 | 89.65 | |
| 200 | 2010-12-22 19:42:20 | 68.33 |