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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2871 | 2011-09-19 18:17:41 | 99.55 | 99% |
| 2521 | 2011-05-07 19:22:37 | 96.53 | 100% |
| 2441 | 2010-11-23 02:41:59 | 93.65 | |
| 2410 | 2010-11-11 11:57:37 | 89.03 | |
| 2175 | 2010-11-04 03:00:26 | 95.14 | |
| 2057 | 2010-10-19 22:04:36 | 87.53 | |
| 1914 | 2010-10-13 00:43:59 | 84.06 | |
| 1863 | 2010-10-12 21:56:53 | 89.75 | |
| 1838 | 2010-10-12 21:33:41 | 79.32 | |
| 1413 | 2009-10-27 03:44:11 | 94.95 | |
| 1327 | 2009-10-10 22:44:07 | 78.17 | |
| 657 | 2009-05-27 02:46:58 | 93.86 | |
| 596 | 2009-05-25 06:38:08 | 84.54 | |
| 590 | 2009-05-25 06:32:53 | 85.13 | |
| 290 | 2009-05-07 14:17:34 | 76.85 |