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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2844 | 2012-12-10 14:27:59 | 67.61 | 100% |
| 2531 | 2011-02-16 03:25:14 | 60.72 | |
| 2208 | 2010-09-23 09:59:01 | 68.69 | |
| 1840 | 2010-08-14 02:10:18 | 64.39 | |
| 1785 | 2010-08-12 10:52:46 | 54.97 | |
| 1482 | 2010-07-28 00:45:18 | 58.66 | |
| 1120 | 2010-07-08 10:02:08 | 62.31 | |
| 1066 | 2010-07-05 23:24:24 | 62.24 | |
| 847 | 2010-06-28 09:58:40 | 61.00 | |
| 782 | 2010-06-25 22:46:16 | 52.35 | |
| 755 | 2010-06-23 23:47:51 | 49.40 | |
| 684 | 2010-06-23 02:34:31 | 43.34 | |
| 377 | 2010-06-16 23:05:37 | 40.13 |