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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 27798 | 2019-06-24 21:14:20 | 75.82 | 97% |
| 21388 | 2018-11-15 08:11:45 | 66.95 | 97% |
| 15937 | 2018-06-29 22:53:15 | 54.19 | 96% |
| 12378 | 2018-04-24 22:03:39 | 63.89 | 97% |
| 10366 | 2018-03-03 00:00:43 | 58.81 | 96% |
| 9639 | 2017-08-28 18:40:12 | 62.17 | 97% |
| 9562 | 2017-08-25 19:18:09 | 61.39 | 97% |
| 9543 | 2017-08-25 18:23:35 | 62.30 | 96% |
| 8446 | 2017-08-14 15:34:19 | 59.56 | 96% |
| 2182 | 2017-06-02 16:42:40 | 42.37 | 86% |
| 510 | 2017-05-11 18:43:42 | 33.31 | 82% |