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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4008 | 2023-02-05 14:42:27 | 55.47 | 97% |
| 3565 | 2015-11-09 15:07:43 | 50.68 | 86% |
| 2997 | 2015-04-19 09:41:29 | 59.05 | 91% |
| 2877 | 2015-01-29 13:51:53 | 53.90 | 95% |
| 2472 | 2014-10-03 05:58:36 | 39.80 | 88% |
| 2145 | 2014-09-15 14:06:06 | 52.40 | 90% |
| 1748 | 2014-04-25 07:45:44 | 48.66 | 90% |
| 1541 | 2013-11-13 08:45:40 | 47.06 | 91% |