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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3036 | 2020-12-20 04:28:24 | 110.46 | 97% |
| 2561 | 2017-09-15 08:47:16 | 115.71 | 98% |
| 2047 | 2016-06-06 13:57:41 | 106.48 | 95% |
| 1791 | 2016-05-15 07:52:47 | 96.51 | 92% |
| 1641 | 2016-04-25 11:09:32 | 111.21 | 95% |
| 1406 | 2016-04-09 15:19:25 | 95.65 | 90% |
| 440 | 2016-02-11 10:29:35 | 96.78 | 93% |
| 349 | 2016-02-09 07:10:14 | 85.17 | 93% |