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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4045 | 2012-05-29 07:57:18 | 70.44 | 95% |
| 3983 | 2012-05-12 03:06:37 | 79.33 | 97% |
| 3876 | 2012-04-27 14:10:43 | 72.63 | 95% |
| 3701 | 2012-04-17 02:48:27 | 69.15 | 91% |
| 2855 | 2012-03-27 14:46:52 | 71.31 | 92% |
| 2611 | 2012-03-23 14:26:21 | 70.30 | 95% |
| 1867 | 2012-03-06 09:32:25 | 73.12 | 95% |
| 1695 | 2012-03-03 06:29:05 | 62.49 | 93% |
| 1627 | 2012-03-01 13:23:32 | 62.82 | 92% |
| 1618 | 2012-03-01 11:12:17 | 73.04 | 96% |
| 1382 | 2012-02-24 08:42:24 | 73.36 | 93% |
| 1315 | 2012-02-22 09:22:28 | 68.11 | 94% |
| 518 | 2012-01-13 04:42:48 | 63.87 | 94% |
| 295 | 2011-12-22 11:52:27 | 65.25 | 93% |
| 178 | 2011-12-13 11:28:55 | 69.03 | 97% |