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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7050 | 2020-12-03 23:56:16 | 124.54 | 99% |
| 6823 | 2020-11-30 21:52:42 | 112.97 | 98% |
| 2076 | 2020-04-08 05:19:12 | 109.25 | 98% |
| 1912 | 2020-04-01 08:14:47 | 94.60 | 97% |