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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5604 | 2014-03-27 11:47:57 | 116.18 | 97% |
| 5339 | 2013-04-19 16:16:10 | 119.44 | 99% |
| 5173 | 2013-03-07 17:23:07 | 102.84 | 96% |
| 5170 | 2013-03-07 15:40:45 | 105.59 | 97% |
| 4764 | 2013-01-15 12:45:21 | 111.99 | 98% |
| 3681 | 2012-08-21 21:01:52 | 110.03 | 99% |
| 3577 | 2012-08-20 17:14:52 | 109.08 | 96% |
| 3568 | 2012-08-20 09:35:31 | 99.80 | 95% |
| 3055 | 2012-07-30 10:02:23 | 98.45 | 96% |
| 2450 | 2012-07-16 03:19:55 | 96.43 | 95% |
| 1758 | 2012-04-09 13:09:57 | 102.59 | 97% |
| 1469 | 2011-11-22 13:27:49 | 98.91 | 96% |
| 1291 | 2011-09-28 13:57:46 | 99.30 | 94% |
| 562 | 2011-06-11 03:35:44 | 105.32 | 96% |
| 370 | 2011-06-04 10:37:07 | 103.89 | 96% |
| 290 | 2011-06-02 06:27:30 | 92.83 | 91% |