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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4442 | 2016-11-21 20:25:12 | 113.93 | 95% |
| 4082 | 2015-10-10 21:47:46 | 113.22 | 96% |
| 2939 | 2015-01-27 14:55:18 | 117.01 | 96% |
| 2334 | 2013-12-10 16:00:31 | 125.19 | 99% |
| 2330 | 2013-12-09 19:58:21 | 124.92 | 98% |
| 2317 | 2013-12-06 18:36:40 | 133.48 | 99% |
| 1401 | 2012-12-21 20:23:02 | 133.75 | 100% |
| 1259 | 2012-11-03 03:01:03 | 113.25 | 94% |
| 1007 | 2012-09-10 02:04:45 | 115.88 | 96% |
| 365 | 2012-07-20 21:46:07 | 121.86 | 96% |
| 283 | 2012-07-13 16:45:31 | 123.24 | 96% |
| 104 | 2012-07-05 02:50:52 | 120.95 | 96% |
| 38 | 2012-07-02 15:33:41 | 118.03 | 98% |