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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3507 | 2013-01-24 17:46:22 | 75.67 | 91% |
| 3365 | 2012-12-07 20:14:14 | 75.01 | 92% |
| 3089 | 2012-02-14 18:28:51 | 78.19 | 94% |
| 2472 | 2011-05-11 22:29:55 | 86.38 | 97% |
| 2073 | 2011-04-27 19:33:14 | 80.28 | |
| 1989 | 2011-04-20 02:59:59 | 77.42 | |
| 1969 | 2011-04-19 04:40:42 | 76.28 | |
| 1956 | 2011-04-19 04:21:02 | 71.16 | |
| 1756 | 2011-04-12 15:58:36 | 77.54 | |
| 1102 | 2011-03-30 05:51:38 | 68.90 | |
| 681 | 2011-03-22 06:53:00 | 63.80 | |
| 648 | 2011-03-22 06:09:16 | 76.11 | |
| 467 | 2011-03-17 05:22:38 | 69.92 | |
| 320 | 2011-03-15 19:34:59 | 73.32 | |
| 311 | 2011-03-15 19:23:53 | 72.32 |