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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1216 | 2016-07-01 22:15:44 | 89.05 | 97% |
| 819 | 2013-02-23 05:55:15 | 82.13 | 97% |
| 440 | 2010-04-28 03:58:46 | 69.77 | |
| 329 | 2010-04-22 01:36:18 | 73.67 | |
| 20 | 2009-05-06 21:45:23 | 58.57 |