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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2895 | 2015-06-15 12:40:28 | 107.08 | 97% |
| 2883 | 2015-05-25 09:24:15 | 95.87 | 94% |
| 2697 | 2015-04-16 03:27:18 | 101.02 | 95% |
| 2371 | 2015-03-18 01:17:41 | 79.62 | 91% |
| 2306 | 2015-03-15 09:51:12 | 85.85 | 92% |
| 2184 | 2015-03-12 05:58:44 | 92.67 | 95% |
| 1902 | 2015-02-25 12:08:17 | 90.36 | 95% |
| 1836 | 2015-02-23 02:46:37 | 93.63 | 95% |
| 1832 | 2015-02-21 13:22:23 | 85.44 | 94% |
| 1614 | 2015-02-12 12:38:11 | 79.63 | 93% |
| 1427 | 2015-02-07 13:03:32 | 94.71 | 98% |
| 1251 | 2015-01-25 11:13:12 | 72.70 | 92% |
| 985 | 2015-01-14 00:50:23 | 73.55 | 92% |
| 921 | 2015-01-13 02:53:33 | 73.84 | 93% |
| 680 | 2015-01-08 03:43:44 | 73.40 | 94% |
| 400 | 2014-12-28 09:58:32 | 81.02 | 95% |
| 43 | 2014-12-15 02:39:23 | 45.55 | 79% |