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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4700 | 2022-09-30 02:17:43 | 83.69 | 98% |
| 3633 | 2022-09-13 05:07:51 | 72.03 | 98% |
| 2301 | 2017-09-03 02:14:31 | 74.04 | 98% |
| 1698 | 2016-02-14 03:49:09 | 76.73 | 96% |
| 1688 | 2016-02-13 00:20:52 | 73.15 | 97% |
| 688 | 2015-09-13 23:51:04 | 69.50 | 93% |