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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19558 | 2023-10-08 11:58:25 | 130.57 | 97.7% |
| 17081 | 2023-09-14 17:00:01 | 133.55 | 97.8% |
| 16095 | 2023-08-28 13:17:16 | 128.70 | 97.7% |
| 14423 | 2023-08-05 06:52:16 | 153.02 | 99.3% |
| 12480 | 2023-06-25 10:33:25 | 122.00 | 97.1% |
| 6216 | 2023-02-24 03:42:29 | 141.28 | 98% |
| 6187 | 2023-02-24 03:19:16 | 139.66 | 98% |
| 3554 | 2023-02-03 10:05:46 | 120.37 | 97% |
| 812 | 2023-01-07 07:21:25 | 128.17 | 96% |
| 193 | 2023-01-05 08:55:53 | 109.43 | 96% |