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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5964 | 2015-03-18 05:09:35 | 66.93 | 98% |
| 5015 | 2014-09-17 05:28:05 | 60.48 | 93% |
| 4598 | 2014-08-27 12:29:32 | 57.74 | 95% |
| 4552 | 2014-08-27 03:43:48 | 61.27 | 94% |
| 3857 | 2014-07-10 09:38:38 | 63.20 | 96% |
| 3606 | 2014-06-24 09:10:51 | 50.30 | 86% |
| 3125 | 2014-04-14 10:37:53 | 61.56 | 93% |
| 2843 | 2014-01-31 11:19:36 | 59.80 | 93% |
| 2264 | 2013-10-07 14:34:16 | 59.44 | 93% |
| 2081 | 2013-10-04 13:00:46 | 57.29 | 95% |
| 2029 | 2013-10-02 10:33:28 | 60.44 | 96% |
| 1978 | 2013-09-21 04:08:15 | 67.48 | 97% |
| 1606 | 2013-08-30 21:34:25 | 52.99 | 96% |
| 605 | 2013-07-24 08:53:02 | 51.20 | 94% |
| 601 | 2013-07-24 08:41:03 | 51.72 | 94% |