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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4856 | 2017-10-02 16:10:47 | 61.81 | 96% |
| 3098 | 2017-02-11 18:31:03 | 54.20 | 94% |
| 2998 | 2017-02-07 05:04:07 | 47.47 | 93% |
| 1772 | 2016-12-15 23:31:35 | 43.99 | 94% |