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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5184 | 2013-10-28 12:08:17 | 43.10 | 92% |
| 3566 | 2012-08-27 12:06:11 | 46.74 | 94% |
| 2044 | 2010-05-18 19:46:49 | 39.63 | |
| 1588 | 2010-03-30 15:19:41 | 43.77 | |
| 1099 | 2010-02-22 14:59:57 | 43.36 | |
| 811 | 2010-01-27 19:55:49 | 46.25 | |
| 711 | 2010-01-15 15:04:08 | 41.37 |