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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3833 | 2015-06-22 09:22:21 | 77.19 | 96% |
| 3767 | 2015-06-15 07:04:10 | 54.65 | 96% |
| 3125 | 2009-05-18 19:20:14 | 63.95 | |
| 2877 | 2009-04-29 04:36:09 | 63.47 | |
| 2870 | 2009-04-28 20:24:23 | 60.57 | |
| 2824 | 2009-04-26 18:46:03 | 58.57 | |
| 2455 | 2009-04-12 07:48:43 | 57.24 | |
| 1818 | 2009-03-14 20:38:32 | 60.27 | |
| 1790 | 2009-03-10 21:34:07 | 63.67 | |
| 1523 | 2009-02-26 19:18:03 | 57.19 | |
| 1280 | 2009-02-16 20:45:22 | 61.33 | |
| 967 | 2009-01-31 22:36:48 | 56.13 | |
| 676 | 2009-01-20 20:01:44 | 50.46 | |
| 188 | 2009-01-08 20:35:26 | 51.15 |