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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3086 | 2010-07-23 10:36:30 | 89.85 | |
| 2893 | 2010-05-29 10:34:23 | 80.04 | |
| 2660 | 2010-04-17 15:32:48 | 85.05 | |
| 2536 | 2010-04-07 15:25:05 | 94.43 | |
| 2486 | 2010-04-05 07:11:52 | 84.19 | |
| 2455 | 2010-04-05 06:14:50 | 97.92 | |
| 2094 | 2010-03-15 07:11:07 | 95.12 | |
| 2018 | 2010-03-06 16:46:44 | 87.45 | |
| 1985 | 2010-03-06 14:52:27 | 105.87 | |
| 1569 | 2010-02-22 13:41:36 | 116.43 | |
| 914 | 2010-02-07 15:52:54 | 101.12 | |
| 863 | 2010-02-05 12:56:54 | 102.03 | |
| 479 | 2010-01-29 14:25:22 | 98.89 | |
| 329 | 2010-01-26 13:17:51 | 111.35 |