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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4320 | 2015-09-02 23:36:22 | 98.43 | 99% |
| 3563 | 2012-06-14 19:48:52 | 101.72 | 97% |
| 3538 | 2012-06-13 22:08:38 | 95.59 | 98% |
| 3444 | 2012-05-29 05:27:56 | 93.61 | 97% |
| 3247 | 2012-02-09 01:37:30 | 102.34 | 99% |
| 2904 | 2011-12-08 03:08:12 | 90.63 | 95% |
| 2023 | 2011-06-29 20:26:22 | 101.59 | 98% |
| 1784 | 2011-06-20 16:54:33 | 77.82 | 92% |
| 1592 | 2011-06-08 19:40:13 | 108.89 | 100% |
| 1565 | 2011-06-07 19:12:04 | 101.43 | 99% |
| 458 | 2010-12-10 22:11:54 | 102.76 | |
| 455 | 2010-12-10 18:52:39 | 100.83 |