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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2658 | 2015-06-23 13:32:22 | 142.42 | 99% |
| 2527 | 2015-06-22 14:36:02 | 145.25 | 100% |
| 828 | 2012-07-11 06:27:42 | 128.02 | 96% |
| 755 | 2012-06-10 07:51:18 | 130.00 | 98% |
| 311 | 2011-01-25 06:10:52 | 116.47 |