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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4934 | 2010-02-07 13:47:57 | 67.60 | |
| 4910 | 2009-10-23 06:40:00 | 63.50 | |
| 4678 | 2009-10-14 04:50:22 | 61.21 | |
| 4166 | 2009-04-24 09:03:55 | 65.61 | |
| 3606 | 2009-03-27 14:56:00 | 65.20 | |
| 3217 | 2009-03-18 08:14:07 | 59.46 | |
| 3101 | 2009-03-15 11:03:53 | 60.27 | |
| 3025 | 2009-03-13 15:35:01 | 56.59 | |
| 2968 | 2009-03-13 05:53:05 | 59.87 | |
| 2660 | 2009-03-05 12:53:41 | 66.08 | |
| 2638 | 2009-03-05 12:24:35 | 64.61 | |
| 1728 | 2009-02-03 09:16:55 | 51.14 | |
| 1661 | 2009-01-13 17:12:51 | 45.92 | |
| 874 | 2009-01-06 07:42:30 | 42.10 | |
| 789 | 2009-01-05 05:23:01 | 41.85 |