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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15393 | 2021-07-16 18:00:32 | 133.58 | 99% |
| 5525 | 2017-08-11 21:49:10 | 100.99 | 98% |
| 4456 | 2017-02-18 22:02:31 | 97.81 | 96% |
| 3248 | 2016-11-15 00:11:00 | 86.33 | 92% |
| 3146 | 2016-10-30 00:34:07 | 90.14 | 92% |
| 1381 | 2016-04-25 15:23:10 | 72.52 | 86% |
| 761 | 2016-03-03 18:55:47 | 62.22 | 94% |
| 644 | 2016-02-25 22:14:56 | 77.79 | 91% |
| 599 | 2016-02-23 23:57:57 | 80.00 | 93% |
| 349 | 2016-01-08 21:38:42 | 69.33 | 91% |