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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9581 | 2018-11-06 07:45:17 | 138.08 | 100% |
| 7577 | 2018-10-09 11:44:53 | 165.77 | 100% |
| 4858 | 2018-08-03 13:16:08 | 156.31 | 99% |
| 3560 | 2018-06-15 10:50:20 | 138.24 | 100% |
| 3495 | 2018-04-28 11:11:32 | 154.43 | 99% |
| 1933 | 2015-03-12 15:24:14 | 116.50 | 90% |
| 1434 | 2015-03-06 11:25:18 | 138.40 | 98% |
| 1361 | 2015-03-05 16:06:11 | 133.98 | 96% |
| 1186 | 2015-03-03 12:38:23 | 146.02 | 94% |