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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4678 | 2016-12-30 22:35:57 | 92.15 | 93% |
| 4662 | 2016-12-22 06:11:49 | 107.75 | 97% |
| 4417 | 2014-06-28 01:59:15 | 80.91 | 85% |
| 4208 | 2013-05-07 11:22:14 | 87.54 | 93% |
| 3803 | 2013-03-30 01:01:45 | 69.60 | 86% |
| 3413 | 2013-01-08 00:27:08 | 73.80 | 91% |
| 2412 | 2012-11-18 21:30:23 | 76.52 | 92% |
| 2211 | 2012-11-10 07:14:50 | 69.89 | 88% |
| 1976 | 2012-10-27 21:16:32 | 68.71 | 90% |
| 1538 | 2012-05-16 01:24:48 | 62.40 | 84% |
| 1428 | 2012-05-07 23:57:44 | 52.34 | 78% |
| 1022 | 2012-04-25 21:48:54 | 65.46 | 90% |
| 541 | 2012-02-26 07:43:07 | 56.84 | 86% |
| 391 | 2012-02-18 03:30:29 | 68.66 | 95% |