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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11675 | 2021-02-08 20:52:32 | 124.47 | 98% |
| 9006 | 2018-08-30 14:58:40 | 134.13 | 98% |
| 3580 | 2016-10-24 12:45:23 | 121.06 | 96% |
| 3571 | 2016-10-23 19:10:00 | 116.45 | 97% |
| 3262 | 2016-10-16 09:08:47 | 107.85 | 91% |
| 3250 | 2016-10-16 08:51:48 | 106.07 | 91% |
| 1678 | 2013-09-07 17:09:52 | 110.25 | 95% |
| 365 | 2013-05-06 09:51:09 | 92.88 | 90% |