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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 25375 | 2020-06-14 22:00:13 | 113.00 | 97% |
| 23361 | 2020-06-04 15:39:59 | 111.82 | 98% |
| 16887 | 2020-05-02 14:00:08 | 115.53 | 99% |
| 7110 | 2019-12-14 00:03:02 | 104.29 | 99% |
| 6585 | 2019-11-30 01:34:04 | 95.28 | 98% |
| 6341 | 2019-11-29 13:42:17 | 100.87 | 99% |