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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5596 | 2014-09-26 07:38:25 | 109.41 | 99% |
| 5467 | 2014-08-12 03:22:41 | 98.58 | 95% |
| 4899 | 2011-10-14 05:13:33 | 109.28 | 99% |
| 2692 | 2011-07-28 03:15:33 | 102.54 | 97% |
| 2571 | 2011-07-27 02:29:40 | 106.94 | 97% |
| 2419 | 2011-07-19 23:52:35 | 94.60 | 96% |
| 1711 | 2011-07-04 09:38:53 | 96.31 | 95% |
| 1414 | 2011-06-29 20:26:21 | 105.66 | 98% |
| 1252 | 2011-06-24 05:45:02 | 103.51 | 97% |
| 880 | 2011-06-18 23:03:07 | 100.72 | 97% |
| 613 | 2011-06-14 07:44:41 | 83.48 | 93% |
| 569 | 2011-06-14 05:32:16 | 91.42 | 93% |
| 182 | 2010-11-25 11:09:59 | 49.37 |