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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5086 | 2017-05-07 19:42:43 | 103.84 | 97% |
| 4833 | 2017-04-16 18:21:39 | 97.36 | 95% |
| 4804 | 2017-04-15 16:31:15 | 99.52 | 97% |
| 3746 | 2015-02-11 14:51:10 | 91.02 | 94% |
| 2197 | 2014-07-01 12:21:51 | 74.47 | 90% |
| 1492 | 2014-05-03 12:34:52 | 75.83 | 91% |
| 1094 | 2014-02-16 17:09:43 | 72.46 | 90% |
| 947 | 2014-02-05 19:04:55 | 75.54 | 94% |
| 504 | 2014-01-14 18:04:00 | 70.95 | 93% |