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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1738 | 2016-05-16 04:46:37 | 99.30 | 99% |
| 1606 | 2015-01-30 08:02:04 | 96.62 | 96% |
| 945 | 2012-12-04 04:08:50 | 94.86 | 99% |
| 940 | 2012-12-02 23:10:45 | 101.81 | 99% |
| 935 | 2012-12-02 20:55:32 | 102.77 | 99% |
| 910 | 2012-12-02 05:02:55 | 101.94 | 100% |
| 394 | 2011-05-30 15:05:57 | 83.86 | 99% |
| 275 | 2010-12-31 05:29:36 | 83.59 | |
| 4 | 2010-10-09 02:21:50 | 68.47 |