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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6121 | 2022-03-08 19:40:27 | 122.00 | 99% |
| 5948 | 2021-09-02 21:22:02 | 117.28 | 98% |
| 3185 | 2020-09-21 20:14:54 | 121.60 | 100% |
| 1652 | 2019-12-06 22:38:33 | 102.61 | 97% |