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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4965 | 2022-05-06 18:11:28 | 90.00 | 100% |
| 4365 | 2020-11-27 04:14:28 | 76.30 | 99% |
| 3358 | 2017-09-16 16:35:44 | 63.11 | 97% |
| 2668 | 2016-01-19 20:27:56 | 96.36 | 97% |
| 2260 | 2015-12-27 21:25:43 | 80.90 | 97% |
| 2212 | 2015-12-27 06:13:42 | 75.06 | 94% |
| 2125 | 2015-12-24 00:09:28 | 67.26 | 89% |
| 1437 | 2015-10-08 05:06:51 | 74.72 | 93% |
| 555 | 2015-08-20 22:08:00 | 61.80 | 90% |