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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5862 | 2022-10-29 10:10:30 | 94.26 | 97% |
| 5532 | 2022-10-07 08:37:55 | 94.74 | 98% |
| 2087 | 2017-01-16 02:08:20 | 62.18 | 94% |
| 498 | 2016-12-22 19:13:20 | 48.08 | 95% |
| 355 | 2016-12-20 04:44:55 | 52.01 | 93% |