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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5221 | 2020-05-21 12:16:43 | 87.47 | 98% |
| 3577 | 2015-01-08 15:23:54 | 83.71 | 96% |
| 3163 | 2014-07-20 12:15:14 | 83.60 | 93% |
| 2869 | 2014-05-25 11:38:06 | 85.72 | 95% |
| 2708 | 2014-04-06 11:30:30 | 95.34 | 98% |
| 2684 | 2014-03-30 11:36:14 | 87.67 | 96% |
| 2650 | 2014-03-28 14:30:38 | 82.42 | 97% |
| 2417 | 2014-02-02 12:39:21 | 80.76 | 95% |
| 1586 | 2013-10-26 13:38:43 | 86.02 | 97% |
| 863 | 2013-02-24 13:51:47 | 76.75 | 95% |
| 397 | 2012-11-06 12:23:17 | 63.07 | 93% |
| 180 | 2012-10-06 11:16:19 | 67.79 | 97% |