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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1645 | 2015-03-09 16:01:17 | 138.38 | 99% |
| 1416 | 2013-03-25 00:54:03 | 124.47 | 97% |
| 1329 | 2013-03-06 18:43:01 | 127.32 | 99% |
| 1120 | 2012-12-13 00:09:28 | 104.76 | 95% |
| 1092 | 2012-05-14 03:10:22 | 120.30 | 99% |
| 47 | 2011-08-29 20:56:02 | 124.81 | 99% |