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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7897 | 2014-05-24 01:54:18 | 61.34 | 95% |
| 7662 | 2014-02-13 17:25:33 | 66.40 | 96% |
| 7203 | 2012-10-26 01:31:09 | 70.26 | 96% |
| 7173 | 2012-10-25 03:57:53 | 79.79 | 99% |
| 6580 | 2012-03-31 22:21:07 | 71.12 | 97% |
| 5897 | 2011-12-07 07:24:34 | 70.30 | 97% |
| 5326 | 2011-09-19 23:27:02 | 66.79 | 96% |
| 4921 | 2011-08-26 22:32:51 | 72.51 | 100% |
| 3892 | 2011-06-16 01:28:23 | 66.46 | 95% |
| 3269 | 2011-05-26 23:22:15 | 61.82 | 96% |
| 2850 | 2011-05-16 07:19:00 | 59.51 | 92% |
| 2410 | 2011-05-05 22:06:48 | 58.28 | 98% |
| 1697 | 2011-04-05 07:14:29 | 54.89 | |
| 937 | 2011-02-28 20:55:48 | 51.03 | |
| 289 | 2011-02-01 07:49:41 | 41.35 |