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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3864 | 2022-01-10 05:41:50 | 107.39 | 98% |
| 3272 | 2020-09-07 06:48:01 | 94.45 | 98% |
| 723 | 2016-02-08 12:13:00 | 91.92 | 98% |
| 457 | 2015-03-14 14:26:59 | 92.76 | 97% |
| 111 | 2014-11-29 11:28:24 | 93.66 | 97% |