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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19769 | 2019-08-25 16:31:53 | 106.31 | 96% |
| 10888 | 2018-10-22 15:51:07 | 113.47 | 98% |
| 10492 | 2018-10-09 07:48:22 | 117.48 | 98% |
| 10139 | 2018-08-20 21:43:46 | 113.25 | 98% |
| 9989 | 2018-08-17 13:11:16 | 94.64 | 97% |
| 7826 | 2018-05-14 14:47:51 | 102.77 | 98% |
| 4771 | 2017-10-29 23:24:42 | 82.96 | 96% |
| 1098 | 2017-09-23 08:14:42 | 74.77 | 95% |