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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3814 | 2022-07-14 09:31:55 | 94.80 | 99% |
| 2662 | 2020-09-11 16:04:36 | 83.42 | 97% |
| 2480 | 2020-04-03 14:32:37 | 90.49 | 98% |
| 641 | 2019-04-30 22:20:05 | 84.45 | 99% |
| 577 | 2019-04-18 17:00:22 | 84.80 | 99% |