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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19615 | 2020-05-16 04:21:27 | 136.73 | 98% |
| 18878 | 2020-05-12 03:55:34 | 150.27 | 99% |
| 18536 | 2020-05-05 00:34:01 | 140.36 | 99% |
| 15620 | 2020-01-25 20:52:08 | 143.61 | 99% |
| 15121 | 2019-10-25 01:37:30 | 136.00 | 98% |
| 14032 | 2019-07-18 11:10:16 | 118.93 | 97% |
| 12902 | 2019-05-07 08:13:43 | 134.94 | 98% |
| 12686 | 2019-05-03 11:31:31 | 122.38 | 98% |
| 9056 | 2018-10-13 05:19:06 | 128.59 | 98% |
| 4069 | 2018-04-21 03:34:31 | 120.66 | 99% |
| 2113 | 2018-03-15 05:31:41 | 107.86 | 99% |
| 709 | 2017-09-21 15:22:06 | 116.30 | 99% |
| 200 | 2017-09-20 09:41:59 | 114.04 | 98% |