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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7687 | 2019-02-20 20:17:57 | 82.58 | 97% |
| 7064 | 2019-01-20 10:43:43 | 74.43 | 97% |
| 6549 | 2017-03-05 20:01:37 | 81.72 | 96% |
| 6082 | 2017-01-08 21:23:29 | 83.80 | 96% |
| 5260 | 2015-07-09 01:52:12 | 72.88 | 99% |
| 4869 | 2015-06-10 18:20:20 | 74.11 | 97% |
| 4353 | 2015-04-30 17:49:14 | 78.84 | 98% |
| 2908 | 2015-03-28 21:18:12 | 73.76 | 99% |
| 2296 | 2015-03-16 00:23:52 | 70.37 | 96% |
| 2293 | 2015-03-16 00:19:39 | 71.07 | 97% |
| 2004 | 2015-03-09 21:18:41 | 67.50 | 94% |
| 1749 | 2015-03-04 02:01:05 | 64.08 | 94% |
| 1184 | 2015-02-15 16:58:25 | 61.10 | 93% |
| 354 | 2015-01-26 04:08:44 | 58.84 | 95% |