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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1625 | 2020-05-25 04:05:47 | 82.07 | 99% |
| 1567 | 2016-11-13 06:54:33 | 80.34 | 97% |
| 959 | 2012-12-24 10:42:46 | 67.22 | 97% |
| 841 | 2012-12-20 07:04:40 | 70.10 | 98% |
| 738 | 2012-12-17 19:13:46 | 59.81 | 96% |
| 491 | 2012-12-11 09:35:25 | 63.28 | 98% |