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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2585 | 2014-07-18 03:56:29 | 78.63 | 95% |
| 2492 | 2013-08-10 13:07:11 | 70.40 | 94% |
| 2114 | 2011-07-01 01:28:20 | 68.16 | 92% |
| 1331 | 2009-06-17 11:39:48 | 54.42 | |
| 1119 | 2009-05-30 17:40:44 | 53.54 | |
| 1091 | 2009-05-27 11:48:16 | 63.63 | |
| 1050 | 2009-05-25 04:42:35 | 52.21 | |
| 1020 | 2009-05-21 09:26:57 | 59.54 | |
| 976 | 2009-05-17 11:01:33 | 56.38 | |
| 969 | 2009-05-15 11:51:13 | 53.71 | |
| 802 | 2009-04-12 11:44:32 | 61.94 | |
| 419 | 2009-02-24 14:45:10 | 47.52 |