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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 371 | 2011-03-14 13:53:08 | 79.89 | |
| 238 | 2011-01-17 12:57:31 | 70.69 | |
| 110 | 2010-12-22 13:48:51 | 78.36 | |
| 82 | 2010-12-14 11:52:29 | 69.49 | |
| 20 | 2010-10-25 12:55:34 | 71.01 | |
| 8 | 2010-10-11 13:03:17 | 61.30 |