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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6508 | 2020-06-02 10:14:46 | 101.53 | 98% |
| 3305 | 2018-05-01 15:58:20 | 103.07 | 98% |
| 1559 | 2017-11-13 16:52:12 | 93.60 | 98% |
| 1037 | 2017-08-10 10:51:43 | 97.87 | 99% |