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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6383 | 2014-06-01 14:07:56 | 133.31 | 98% |
| 3961 | 2011-05-28 10:03:26 | 123.59 | 96% |
| 3873 | 2011-05-12 03:47:32 | 123.46 | 96% |
| 3791 | 2011-05-07 13:04:28 | 130.50 | 97% |
| 3099 | 2011-02-10 12:49:50 | 127.99 | |
| 2904 | 2011-02-03 10:14:55 | 133.12 | |
| 2114 | 2010-12-15 13:41:34 | 120.36 | |
| 1996 | 2010-12-09 12:55:26 | 115.27 | |
| 1690 | 2010-11-26 16:18:18 | 118.87 | |
| 1199 | 2010-10-27 14:49:43 | 109.33 | |
| 761 | 2010-09-25 11:11:01 | 109.61 | |
| 359 | 2010-04-05 11:05:11 | 88.76 | |
| 241 | 2009-10-31 01:34:35 | 91.79 | |
| 187 | 2009-10-30 11:10:16 | 92.44 |