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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3120 | 2018-08-30 14:58:47 | 103.29 | 99% |
| 2546 | 2016-12-15 00:10:32 | 120.54 | 100% |
| 1915 | 2013-06-18 17:22:43 | 114.38 | 97% |
| 1837 | 2012-11-02 12:55:27 | 112.59 | 100% |
| 1669 | 2011-11-02 20:12:51 | 95.62 | 96% |
| 1627 | 2011-08-22 16:54:28 | 105.82 | 96% |
| 1607 | 2011-07-06 17:15:51 | 108.09 | 95% |
| 1565 | 2011-06-10 10:19:14 | 107.27 | 95% |
| 1303 | 2010-11-26 16:18:23 | 100.62 | |
| 1245 | 2010-11-16 10:48:18 | 115.04 | |
| 1148 | 2010-09-28 21:48:17 | 105.73 | |
| 712 | 2009-07-24 14:50:06 | 86.25 | |
| 638 | 2009-06-30 03:59:33 | 94.34 | |
| 486 | 2009-06-18 17:35:45 | 100.93 |