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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6609 | 2020-09-09 20:09:35 | 119.26 | 97% |
| 3884 | 2019-10-27 20:38:28 | 117.99 | 96% |
| 2488 | 2019-08-03 00:32:42 | 109.50 | 97% |
| 2257 | 2019-07-11 21:40:47 | 100.99 | 96% |