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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 699 | 2016-05-13 02:23:25 | 162.75 | 99% |
| 686 | 2016-05-10 21:11:33 | 170.76 | 99% |
| 637 | 2016-05-05 10:52:45 | 155.63 | 99% |
| 388 | 2016-01-10 19:55:24 | 171.18 | 100% |
| 327 | 2015-12-18 07:42:04 | 150.24 | 96% |
| 50 | 2014-08-12 12:45:36 | 152.94 | 97% |