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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3204 | 2010-02-11 16:31:29 | 86.07 | |
| 3189 | 2010-02-06 00:56:12 | 98.75 | |
| 2939 | 2009-12-06 18:29:18 | 81.44 | |
| 2584 | 2009-10-27 20:33:18 | 83.27 | |
| 2205 | 2009-10-01 23:41:01 | 89.99 | |
| 1875 | 2009-09-11 00:53:00 | 89.70 | |
| 1766 | 2009-09-05 00:49:16 | 81.52 | |
| 1490 | 2009-08-07 00:15:58 | 72.29 | |
| 1231 | 2009-05-26 21:40:34 | 56.75 | |
| 1130 | 2009-05-16 19:27:10 | 73.64 | |
| 1081 | 2009-05-14 21:17:59 | 70.11 | |
| 931 | 2009-05-06 21:28:06 | 88.42 | |
| 719 | 2009-04-21 20:44:27 | 81.73 | |
| 674 | 2009-04-19 12:44:06 | 76.07 |