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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2269 | 2018-09-18 22:12:50 | 100.16 | 99% |
| 1469 | 2013-08-27 11:10:51 | 86.93 | 94% |
| 961 | 2012-10-23 00:21:51 | 96.04 | 97% |
| 566 | 2012-10-02 22:27:09 | 92.13 | 99% |