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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3006 | 2016-06-22 07:12:03 | 82.88 | 94% |
| 2897 | 2015-09-11 04:33:42 | 100.34 | 98% |
| 2887 | 2015-06-12 06:27:13 | 92.72 | 95% |
| 2856 | 2015-06-09 02:26:11 | 86.01 | 93% |
| 1684 | 2014-04-20 16:56:52 | 69.99 | 89% |
| 1658 | 2014-04-08 08:13:46 | 81.09 | 96% |
| 1524 | 2014-04-02 02:02:11 | 73.95 | 94% |
| 1477 | 2014-03-31 01:38:41 | 73.53 | 94% |
| 819 | 2013-09-19 08:25:27 | 73.34 | 87% |
| 653 | 2013-09-10 02:47:52 | 68.39 | 86% |
| 645 | 2013-09-09 08:38:07 | 76.73 | 93% |
| 350 | 2013-08-22 07:28:32 | 66.83 | 92% |