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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4096 | 2013-01-16 09:31:21 | 91.08 | 98% |
| 3735 | 2012-11-04 04:30:53 | 79.09 | 97% |
| 3548 | 2012-10-15 02:47:30 | 71.29 | 95% |
| 3492 | 2012-09-02 14:51:10 | 65.40 | 94% |
| 3451 | 2012-09-01 18:40:01 | 62.02 | 94% |
| 3040 | 2012-06-18 09:19:23 | 87.47 | 96% |
| 3007 | 2012-06-15 23:00:33 | 89.99 | 96% |
| 2651 | 2012-05-28 08:03:57 | 90.56 | 98% |
| 2635 | 2012-05-28 06:43:08 | 88.86 | 96% |
| 1967 | 2012-04-17 00:29:01 | 89.95 | 98% |
| 1439 | 2012-03-25 09:11:14 | 85.58 | 99% |
| 1403 | 2012-03-24 11:35:23 | 82.60 | 97% |
| 930 | 2012-02-12 07:38:35 | 79.21 | 99% |
| 874 | 2012-02-08 12:10:12 | 76.23 | 97% |
| 120 | 2009-02-20 06:21:46 | 52.99 | |
| 47 | 2009-02-18 07:34:40 | 47.91 |