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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3185 | 2012-02-26 19:37:52 | 60.95 | 92% |
| 2730 | 2010-11-25 13:05:33 | 62.65 | |
| 2691 | 2010-11-17 10:15:24 | 70.83 | |
| 2277 | 2010-08-04 16:56:46 | 62.20 | |
| 2004 | 2010-02-12 17:11:40 | 41.78 | |
| 1918 | 2009-12-15 09:11:48 | 54.65 | |
| 1780 | 2009-11-03 14:35:20 | 48.21 | |
| 1686 | 2009-10-05 12:43:24 | 59.80 | |
| 1297 | 2009-06-22 13:47:08 | 42.30 | |
| 1251 | 2009-06-10 12:43:05 | 57.37 | |
| 1230 | 2009-06-10 09:16:57 | 58.40 | |
| 1155 | 2009-06-05 06:53:27 | 53.81 | |
| 1085 | 2009-06-02 03:31:45 | 52.88 | |
| 942 | 2009-04-27 14:57:04 | 49.33 | |
| 424 | 2009-03-14 15:58:31 | 43.26 |