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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3869 | 2019-05-21 16:55:07 | 121.86 | 99% |
| 3163 | 2016-04-04 11:42:59 | 111.53 | 95% |
| 2955 | 2015-08-05 17:41:27 | 111.62 | 98% |
| 2539 | 2015-06-20 18:03:53 | 109.60 | 100% |
| 1241 | 2014-12-26 16:47:05 | 106.23 | 100% |
| 931 | 2014-12-17 10:03:04 | 104.63 | 97% |
| 869 | 2014-11-22 16:42:42 | 92.28 | 98% |
| 501 | 2014-10-25 15:16:26 | 79.17 | 99% |
| 418 | 2014-10-23 02:38:57 | 75.42 | 98% |