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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2304 | 2020-06-21 18:28:56 | 151.14 | 100% |
| 1786 | 2017-09-22 16:26:19 | 145.48 | 99% |
| 1641 | 2017-07-11 08:40:39 | 138.99 | 100% |
| 1237 | 2015-05-01 14:14:59 | 138.72 | 99% |
| 1135 | 2014-02-20 07:29:54 | 109.60 | 93% |
| 967 | 2013-03-13 07:15:55 | 112.23 | 95% |
| 837 | 2012-12-03 06:58:40 | 97.78 | 92% |
| 824 | 2012-11-06 07:28:44 | 102.34 | 95% |
| 276 | 2011-01-25 01:10:25 | 62.39 | |
| 264 | 2011-01-21 03:09:17 | 66.11 | |
| 224 | 2010-12-08 02:29:42 | 66.90 |