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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3856 | 2020-05-11 07:24:51 | 68.10 | 97% |
| 3336 | 2014-11-14 06:37:25 | 75.16 | 91% |
| 3235 | 2014-10-31 04:44:34 | 85.79 | 97% |
| 3087 | 2014-10-17 08:06:14 | 86.12 | 96% |
| 2991 | 2014-07-17 08:08:20 | 90.63 | 96% |
| 2942 | 2014-06-21 06:24:12 | 85.26 | 94% |
| 2807 | 2013-09-25 07:55:30 | 86.21 | 98% |
| 2414 | 2013-06-27 12:12:47 | 95.82 | 99% |
| 2256 | 2013-06-11 05:40:32 | 77.12 | 91% |
| 1353 | 2013-03-12 05:22:42 | 87.27 | 95% |
| 1059 | 2013-03-06 14:29:11 | 72.53 | 86% |
| 1013 | 2013-03-05 05:57:46 | 82.04 | 91% |