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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5876 | 2021-09-06 08:03:04 | 82.81 | 96% |
| 5757 | 2021-09-04 08:39:17 | 81.39 | 96% |
| 5134 | 2021-08-26 01:11:12 | 75.84 | 95% |
| 3477 | 2021-06-30 09:48:01 | 80.60 | 97% |
| 3058 | 2021-05-14 13:32:23 | 77.73 | 99% |