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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13887 | 2020-04-08 22:06:52 | 92.80 | 99% |
| 10797 | 2018-08-04 12:31:01 | 79.02 | 98% |
| 8890 | 2018-07-07 23:29:22 | 76.11 | 97% |
| 7581 | 2018-06-03 21:43:42 | 70.58 | 97% |
| 1602 | 2018-01-19 09:18:42 | 84.33 | 99% |