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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2168 | 2016-05-19 20:27:18 | 108.03 | 97% |
| 2049 | 2015-07-31 22:40:34 | 105.08 | 97% |
| 1904 | 2015-07-20 02:20:29 | 97.69 | 94% |
| 1544 | 2014-04-11 18:10:16 | 103.94 | 98% |
| 1430 | 2009-10-06 14:23:50 | 121.80 | |
| 1368 | 2009-09-28 21:13:28 | 106.62 | |
| 1328 | 2009-09-24 23:13:52 | 103.33 | |
| 1065 | 2009-09-08 14:15:59 | 102.12 | |
| 990 | 2009-09-01 18:38:01 | 107.77 | |
| 344 | 2009-07-29 15:20:18 | 104.03 | |
| 323 | 2009-07-28 19:14:31 | 96.89 |