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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 31219 | 2018-07-10 12:46:34 | 138.76 | 99% |
| 25254 | 2018-04-23 19:02:45 | 124.72 | 97% |
| 15093 | 2018-01-08 15:39:24 | 129.87 | 99% |
| 12167 | 2017-11-21 19:10:20 | 131.16 | 99% |