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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5967 | 2022-03-30 06:29:34 | 190.97 | 100% |
| 5515 | 2022-03-01 01:56:00 | 172.13 | 99% |
| 1981 | 2021-10-10 09:20:56 | 186.98 | 99% |
| 967 | 2021-09-06 03:00:45 | 186.57 | 99% |
| 71 | 2021-07-15 00:33:45 | 204.16 | 99% |