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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5561 | 2012-12-04 07:21:34 | 78.05 | 99% |
| 5041 | 2012-09-25 11:58:11 | 79.18 | 100% |
| 4229 | 2012-05-25 09:55:21 | 77.20 | 99% |
| 4228 | 2012-05-25 09:53:09 | 77.35 | 100% |
| 3439 | 2012-02-06 02:02:32 | 67.87 | 96% |
| 2876 | 2011-12-05 04:06:01 | 73.08 | 99% |
| 2756 | 2011-11-27 07:49:36 | 68.09 | 98% |
| 2652 | 2011-11-09 15:13:10 | 70.39 | 98% |
| 1916 | 2011-05-01 08:26:47 | 65.50 | |
| 1273 | 2011-02-28 06:30:54 | 62.67 | |
| 988 | 2011-02-06 03:19:22 | 58.59 | |
| 387 | 2011-01-13 11:23:23 | 51.89 |