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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 552 | 2013-04-23 01:06:30 | 72.34 | 96% |
| 479 | 2013-04-16 21:54:44 | 79.89 | 97% |
| 116 | 2013-01-19 21:52:42 | 67.63 | 97% |
| 113 | 2013-01-19 21:49:09 | 70.98 | 99% |