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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9429 | 2021-11-13 19:16:26 | 86.69 | 95% |
| 5103 | 2020-08-11 23:29:35 | 89.45 | 97% |
| 3378 | 2020-03-09 00:08:54 | 91.37 | 97% |
| 3308 | 2020-03-05 00:31:10 | 92.97 | 96% |
| 2021 | 2020-01-13 21:59:36 | 98.76 | 97% |
| 678 | 2019-11-09 18:37:05 | 91.56 | 96% |