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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1195 | 2013-02-10 16:56:28 | 76.96 | 100% |
| 883 | 2012-07-17 19:42:24 | 76.76 | 100% |
| 368 | 2012-06-22 11:50:37 | 72.06 | 99% |