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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6899 | 2016-03-17 17:01:35 | 55.18 | 90% |
| 6231 | 2015-10-10 14:27:30 | 56.65 | 91% |
| 4986 | 2015-01-05 12:08:43 | 52.26 | 91% |
| 4854 | 2015-01-02 17:51:25 | 50.72 | 88% |
| 4539 | 2014-12-22 18:43:08 | 60.72 | 94% |
| 3947 | 2014-08-13 19:01:17 | 51.18 | 91% |
| 3911 | 2014-08-13 14:46:38 | 51.17 | 91% |
| 3617 | 2014-08-01 18:45:26 | 53.62 | 92% |
| 3487 | 2014-07-26 09:39:10 | 61.09 | 92% |
| 2563 | 2013-12-22 12:35:39 | 53.79 | 90% |
| 2308 | 2013-12-02 10:34:25 | 50.79 | 89% |
| 633 | 2013-08-18 18:19:56 | 46.13 | 93% |
| 270 | 2013-07-07 15:29:57 | 56.85 | 91% |