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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4253 | 2014-10-30 04:53:50 | 99.59 | 100% |
| 3791 | 2014-09-06 23:35:49 | 96.09 | 98% |
| 3649 | 2014-08-28 17:20:17 | 97.13 | 99% |
| 3394 | 2014-08-23 05:19:48 | 102.24 | 100% |
| 3244 | 2014-08-17 15:40:30 | 91.81 | 97% |
| 3175 | 2014-08-16 03:38:12 | 104.77 | 99% |
| 2585 | 2014-08-04 00:55:47 | 97.01 | 97% |
| 2530 | 2014-08-03 04:16:19 | 108.32 | 100% |
| 2430 | 2014-07-29 18:51:16 | 102.28 | 99% |
| 2403 | 2014-07-25 18:55:19 | 99.83 | 96% |
| 2223 | 2014-07-20 00:25:17 | 92.62 | 97% |
| 1955 | 2014-07-16 06:56:18 | 94.54 | 96% |
| 1893 | 2014-07-14 09:21:52 | 99.81 | 97% |
| 1052 | 2014-06-13 00:30:38 | 87.42 | 94% |
| 98 | 2014-05-12 03:17:47 | 94.47 | 99% |