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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1071 | 2015-05-08 13:31:53 | 103.99 | 99% |
| 833 | 2012-01-06 21:10:15 | 83.86 | 98% |
| 396 | 2010-08-25 09:57:59 | 77.23 | |
| 66 | 2010-05-31 12:01:50 | 65.85 |