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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3560 | 2012-10-24 04:21:22 | 84.48 | 99% |
| 3555 | 2012-10-24 04:16:42 | 78.63 | 98% |
| 3111 | 2012-10-10 00:46:18 | 79.37 | 98% |
| 2890 | 2011-05-21 15:12:01 | 86.60 | 99% |
| 2662 | 2011-05-09 08:49:22 | 85.12 | 99% |
| 1788 | 2011-02-15 06:35:35 | 80.44 | |
| 1661 | 2011-02-09 08:41:36 | 76.06 | |
| 1367 | 2011-02-06 02:47:29 | 74.56 | |
| 443 | 2011-01-17 11:52:06 | 66.46 | |
| 424 | 2011-01-17 07:19:28 | 61.00 |