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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3007 | 2011-03-14 16:02:14 | 73.54 | |
| 2238 | 2010-12-13 07:17:56 | 63.80 | |
| 1625 | 2010-11-05 04:17:41 | 59.07 | |
| 1228 | 2010-10-03 05:51:04 | 58.85 |