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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6747 | 2011-10-29 01:10:30 | 75.36 | 91% |
| 6490 | 2011-08-05 06:27:15 | 86.75 | 94% |
| 5944 | 2011-07-13 03:11:42 | 66.09 | 89% |
| 5696 | 2011-07-04 23:24:04 | 62.71 | 85% |
| 5366 | 2011-06-29 00:47:26 | 70.90 | 88% |
| 3949 | 2011-05-01 04:20:50 | 67.53 | |
| 3775 | 2011-04-25 23:50:07 | 61.29 | |
| 3684 | 2011-04-24 03:14:37 | 71.90 | |
| 3297 | 2011-04-18 00:01:50 | 57.03 | |
| 3193 | 2011-04-17 04:41:43 | 65.09 | |
| 3107 | 2011-04-15 01:19:17 | 80.70 | |
| 3018 | 2011-04-12 06:04:45 | 73.23 | |
| 2742 | 2011-04-05 06:12:03 | 71.69 | |
| 1958 | 2011-03-17 03:33:11 | 73.71 | |
| 1461 | 2011-02-27 04:48:05 | 70.18 | |
| 1075 | 2011-02-19 04:48:13 | 64.04 |