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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15448 | 2020-01-28 16:09:17 | 144.50 | 98% |
| 11705 | 2018-07-21 17:10:20 | 162.75 | 100% |
| 9914 | 2017-11-21 18:03:36 | 143.95 | 99% |
| 6956 | 2017-10-28 18:32:24 | 144.97 | 99% |
| 2977 | 2017-07-28 01:43:53 | 151.66 | 99% |
| 1983 | 2017-07-20 18:57:04 | 152.82 | 100% |
| 1436 | 2017-07-18 22:59:48 | 145.10 | 99% |