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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2832 | 2021-06-13 10:07:03 | 109.65 | 99% |
| 1003 | 2015-01-09 10:25:13 | 96.31 | 97% |
| 949 | 2015-01-07 09:55:38 | 94.08 | 99% |
| 528 | 2014-12-30 08:43:14 | 80.17 | 93% |
| 340 | 2014-12-24 11:53:02 | 78.78 | 91% |