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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14122 | 2020-07-22 13:34:57 | 83.87 | 97% |
| 13321 | 2020-06-28 12:44:00 | 97.28 | 99% |
| 10260 | 2020-03-11 23:33:52 | 87.57 | 98% |
| 5493 | 2020-01-12 19:53:26 | 83.31 | 98% |