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 |
---|---|---|---|
1279 | 2020-07-23 03:08:44 | 129.92 | 99% |
1240 | 2020-02-26 06:29:56 | 147.37 | 100% |
1128 | 2019-03-25 16:11:37 | 146.10 | 100% |
452 | 2016-03-18 18:17:17 | 122.39 | 97% |