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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16831 | 2022-09-15 10:17:44 | 106.26 | 98% |
| 5954 | 2018-07-07 22:37:04 | 98.85 | 97% |
| 3490 | 2017-08-02 06:22:23 | 87.04 | 97% |
| 2238 | 2017-05-09 01:17:41 | 98.05 | 96% |
| 1737 | 2017-03-19 17:58:01 | 95.00 | 95% |