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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3306 | 2013-01-28 12:30:29 | 76.41 | 97% |
| 2537 | 2011-03-22 14:47:57 | 69.28 | |
| 2492 | 2011-03-01 12:38:01 | 70.90 | |
| 2207 | 2010-02-02 11:07:47 | 77.60 | |
| 1710 | 2009-09-07 19:13:52 | 64.56 | |
| 1685 | 2009-09-04 14:39:02 | 70.04 | |
| 1206 | 2009-06-01 14:44:31 | 61.47 | |
| 910 | 2009-03-28 11:27:33 | 60.65 | |
| 823 | 2009-03-05 19:28:50 | 64.12 | |
| 794 | 2009-03-03 20:01:13 | 63.92 | |
| 706 | 2009-02-22 17:26:16 | 60.45 | |
| 665 | 2009-02-21 20:58:19 | 56.59 | |
| 577 | 2009-01-29 09:26:07 | 56.16 | |
| 518 | 2009-01-27 17:30:57 | 55.41 | |
| 458 | 2009-01-20 18:24:28 | 54.39 |