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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2784 | 2010-05-20 13:48:25 | 89.07 | |
| 2321 | 2009-10-06 21:52:12 | 110.62 | |
| 2177 | 2009-08-24 18:46:53 | 112.00 | |
| 2076 | 2009-05-13 18:28:20 | 108.10 | |
| 1949 | 2009-05-10 22:30:29 | 110.68 | |
| 1850 | 2009-03-22 19:32:24 | 110.89 | |
| 1654 | 2009-03-19 22:46:16 | 105.67 | |
| 1601 | 2009-03-19 00:40:00 | 100.52 | |
| 1569 | 2009-03-18 23:39:41 | 99.84 | |
| 1560 | 2009-03-18 21:15:18 | 87.82 | |
| 1479 | 2009-03-18 16:00:51 | 107.71 | |
| 847 | 2009-02-16 23:25:41 | 108.56 | |
| 528 | 2009-02-15 00:40:32 | 90.91 | |
| 234 | 2009-02-07 23:37:21 | 102.44 | |
| 162 | 2009-02-07 15:41:40 | 88.97 | |
| 86 | 2009-02-07 01:58:15 | 81.18 |