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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4025 | 2019-02-20 20:17:51 | 97.25 | 96% |
| 2972 | 2018-12-28 14:45:44 | 105.87 | 97% |
| 1297 | 2017-09-12 17:58:11 | 89.55 | 96% |
| 741 | 2017-07-29 15:24:37 | 93.62 | 97% |