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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2434 | 2013-11-20 12:14:27 | 76.96 | 99% |
| 2267 | 2013-10-14 10:39:38 | 78.26 | 94% |
| 2211 | 2013-10-09 13:34:32 | 85.46 | 91% |
| 2203 | 2013-10-09 06:02:18 | 82.50 | 97% |
| 2122 | 2013-10-03 12:10:27 | 78.19 | 95% |
| 2096 | 2013-09-17 04:58:23 | 86.06 | 99% |
| 1539 | 2013-05-15 06:55:51 | 89.91 | 98% |
| 1499 | 2013-05-06 03:09:08 | 90.10 | 97% |
| 1335 | 2013-03-27 11:03:55 | 91.64 | 99% |
| 1232 | 2013-01-11 12:10:32 | 80.35 | 92% |
| 1048 | 2012-09-24 11:46:28 | 77.44 | 96% |
| 595 | 2012-08-20 11:21:05 | 75.18 | 95% |
| 557 | 2012-08-19 04:27:25 | 63.94 | 91% |