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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2878 | 2017-07-16 09:42:37 | 83.91 | 99% |
| 2485 | 2016-04-04 08:47:55 | 73.44 | 93% |
| 2060 | 2015-05-31 15:20:55 | 57.41 | 99% |
| 1823 | 2015-04-24 01:40:36 | 59.61 | 93% |
| 1511 | 2015-03-28 07:24:46 | 62.27 | 94% |
| 1168 | 2015-03-15 22:30:47 | 49.90 | 95% |
| 871 | 2015-03-11 01:47:14 | 55.26 | 100% |
| 729 | 2015-03-07 08:09:55 | 51.14 | 95% |
| 501 | 2015-02-26 12:51:17 | 57.72 | 97% |
| 311 | 2015-02-22 04:53:13 | 41.24 | 96% |