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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2508 | 2022-01-12 02:57:44 | 57.27 | 97% |
| 1616 | 2014-11-04 09:45:14 | 55.69 | 94% |
| 1514 | 2014-02-22 05:17:16 | 50.80 | 94% |
| 976 | 2012-08-16 16:25:48 | 42.91 | 91% |