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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1195 | 2010-05-29 03:46:29 | 104.22 | |
| 1007 | 2009-09-18 00:15:11 | 100.13 | |
| 895 | 2009-07-29 10:06:07 | 106.10 | |
| 679 | 2009-03-15 02:28:56 | 99.43 |