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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4087 | 2013-11-15 21:07:49 | 86.67 | 96% |
| 3886 | 2012-06-28 19:58:28 | 75.54 | 90% |
| 3881 | 2012-06-28 19:46:47 | 93.22 | 97% |
| 3844 | 2012-06-27 00:20:02 | 83.92 | 92% |
| 3787 | 2012-06-24 20:00:20 | 81.53 | 97% |
| 3632 | 2012-06-19 15:20:19 | 85.05 | 97% |
| 3284 | 2012-06-10 05:26:42 | 92.90 | 97% |
| 3217 | 2012-06-07 01:19:50 | 86.68 | 95% |
| 2743 | 2012-05-12 02:26:28 | 85.07 | 97% |
| 2298 | 2012-01-11 05:25:02 | 63.93 | 90% |
| 959 | 2011-08-31 05:46:41 | 53.17 | 94% |
| 874 | 2011-08-30 05:14:20 | 57.65 | 94% |
| 703 | 2011-08-28 06:45:53 | 54.99 | 97% |
| 378 | 2011-08-23 22:43:17 | 51.89 | 93% |