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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3542 | 2016-07-31 07:09:41 | 95.57 | 95% |
| 3177 | 2014-04-06 13:04:10 | 98.15 | 97% |
| 3021 | 2012-11-14 09:20:43 | 100.32 | 93% |
| 2826 | 2012-10-05 13:26:04 | 84.66 | 92% |
| 2696 | 2012-08-08 14:27:09 | 102.27 | 95% |
| 2695 | 2012-08-08 14:25:19 | 118.45 | 99% |
| 2598 | 2012-06-04 07:48:44 | 109.65 | 97% |
| 1642 | 2012-03-03 12:01:29 | 108.34 | 100% |
| 1632 | 2012-03-02 08:42:16 | 95.22 | 97% |
| 1156 | 2009-09-03 09:02:17 | 79.50 | |
| 912 | 2009-06-22 10:17:20 | 89.62 | |
| 684 | 2009-06-04 08:16:05 | 71.89 | |
| 103 | 2009-04-15 12:18:38 | 74.00 | |
| 86 | 2009-04-15 11:34:43 | 70.13 |