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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 354 | 2010-11-21 22:10:24 | 104.51 | |
| 192 | 2010-05-08 01:29:51 | 119.29 | |
| 147 | 2010-05-04 03:11:17 | 115.27 | |
| 131 | 2010-05-03 05:26:55 | 110.79 | |
| 113 | 2010-02-19 03:32:21 | 119.05 | |
| 24 | 2010-02-10 21:05:56 | 104.55 |