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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12824 | 2022-07-31 11:13:53 | 94.27 | 98% |
| 7295 | 2018-09-16 11:14:59 | 98.47 | 98% |
| 1776 | 2016-04-30 18:23:09 | 80.53 | 92% |
| 1529 | 2016-04-22 22:12:37 | 72.29 | 86% |
| 867 | 2016-02-10 16:45:29 | 73.71 | 91% |
| 226 | 2016-01-09 19:36:40 | 79.96 | 97% |