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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6921 | 2015-09-04 19:31:55 | 77.35 | 98% |
| 6251 | 2015-01-20 09:38:57 | 66.40 | 97% |
| 6108 | 2015-01-08 20:38:24 | 50.84 | 95% |
| 6088 | 2015-01-07 23:28:21 | 60.46 | 98% |
| 5947 | 2015-01-05 11:21:31 | 57.88 | 94% |
| 5918 | 2015-01-04 10:52:20 | 64.75 | 98% |
| 5631 | 2014-12-17 05:15:55 | 46.43 | 92% |
| 5515 | 2014-11-20 16:34:06 | 63.64 | 94% |
| 4770 | 2014-06-30 18:10:21 | 66.58 | 94% |
| 4144 | 2014-06-01 20:16:30 | 86.60 | 98% |
| 3440 | 2014-04-30 12:08:26 | 83.06 | 99% |
| 3179 | 2014-04-22 23:58:10 | 76.55 | 98% |
| 1732 | 2014-03-03 14:36:43 | 63.83 | 94% |
| 1586 | 2014-02-26 12:56:52 | 61.58 | 98% |
| 1338 | 2014-02-18 19:16:46 | 70.61 | 99% |