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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2014 | 2011-02-24 16:31:02 | 63.20 | |
| 966 | 2010-12-30 17:37:20 | 65.70 | |
| 613 | 2010-12-23 10:48:57 | 53.12 | |
| 519 | 2010-12-21 17:49:25 | 53.11 |