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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4827 | 2015-10-15 14:30:41 | 90.73 | 97% |
| 4778 | 2015-10-08 01:22:34 | 100.04 | 98% |
| 4520 | 2015-08-02 19:05:48 | 85.52 | 96% |
| 4024 | 2015-07-25 00:14:01 | 78.47 | 95% |
| 3755 | 2015-07-18 05:53:00 | 80.08 | 96% |
| 3661 | 2015-07-17 02:37:17 | 83.89 | 96% |
| 3446 | 2015-05-29 00:08:21 | 72.49 | 94% |
| 3258 | 2015-05-21 02:06:53 | 77.71 | 93% |
| 2620 | 2014-12-14 03:39:40 | 68.57 | 94% |
| 2418 | 2014-11-20 22:00:49 | 70.73 | 95% |
| 2402 | 2014-11-19 23:52:03 | 73.36 | 90% |
| 2116 | 2014-11-11 05:47:50 | 60.96 | 92% |
| 1909 | 2014-11-09 04:30:50 | 79.94 | 96% |
| 1621 | 2014-11-04 22:20:20 | 64.95 | 91% |
| 987 | 2014-10-24 12:14:37 | 61.70 | 93% |
| 539 | 2014-10-16 11:07:09 | 69.06 | 91% |
| 64 | 2014-06-06 07:26:40 | 59.75 | 95% |