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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7227 | 2016-05-21 03:18:51 | 122.52 | 97% |
| 6881 | 2016-05-14 00:29:18 | 112.39 | 92% |
| 6484 | 2016-05-07 13:38:51 | 112.55 | 96% |
| 6451 | 2016-05-06 02:24:41 | 101.17 | 87% |
| 4316 | 2016-04-23 05:27:37 | 107.32 | 94% |
| 3041 | 2016-04-15 13:36:18 | 111.84 | 94% |
| 2245 | 2016-04-09 03:05:42 | 120.19 | 100% |
| 2151 | 2016-04-09 01:28:42 | 118.70 | 97% |
| 1899 | 2016-04-08 14:11:33 | 100.75 | 96% |
| 1536 | 2016-04-04 23:07:55 | 121.55 | 97% |
| 1066 | 2016-04-02 05:44:15 | 115.87 | 99% |
| 979 | 2016-04-01 22:56:11 | 119.64 | 99% |
| 370 | 2016-03-19 14:59:50 | 104.07 | 97% |
| 339 | 2016-03-18 19:07:41 | 100.85 | 95% |
| 268 | 2016-03-18 15:15:25 | 111.34 | 96% |
| 49 | 2016-03-17 18:23:35 | 110.34 | 98% |