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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4537 | 2015-10-10 01:09:31 | 94.31 | 95% |
| 3273 | 2014-03-05 23:23:19 | 97.47 | 95% |
| 3264 | 2014-03-05 23:11:20 | 106.83 | 96% |
| 2532 | 2011-09-21 18:26:07 | 106.78 | 94% |
| 2093 | 2011-06-08 00:08:30 | 108.30 | 96% |
| 1848 | 2011-03-15 22:41:59 | 108.73 | |
| 1716 | 2011-01-06 20:38:45 | 95.06 | |
| 1129 | 2010-11-28 03:09:19 | 102.33 | |
| 1032 | 2010-09-07 23:32:43 | 91.55 | |
| 926 | 2010-08-31 02:44:43 | 82.67 | |
| 143 | 2010-03-23 03:18:32 | 100.15 | |
| 109 | 2010-02-15 22:26:42 | 96.80 | |
| 38 | 2009-12-16 01:09:38 | 95.78 |