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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2224 | 2018-03-07 20:29:54 | 101.08 | 100% |
| 2013 | 2017-07-06 15:33:24 | 99.31 | 98% |
| 969 | 2017-03-29 14:36:25 | 98.63 | 99% |
| 948 | 2017-03-23 15:23:00 | 89.49 | 95% |