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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4009 | 2013-12-14 03:40:00 | 107.98 | 100% |
| 3381 | 2013-01-27 21:56:49 | 106.51 | 98% |
| 3235 | 2013-01-11 17:43:39 | 101.44 | 97% |
| 3173 | 2013-01-05 22:07:38 | 100.28 | 93% |
| 3157 | 2013-01-05 19:48:38 | 107.31 | 97% |
| 2801 | 2012-08-05 23:42:05 | 87.57 | 92% |
| 2100 | 2011-05-10 19:33:56 | 106.02 | 97% |
| 1952 | 2011-01-05 06:15:18 | 102.00 | |
| 1429 | 2010-01-25 22:22:57 | 88.91 | |
| 1159 | 2009-09-25 00:31:39 | 89.50 | |
| 826 | 2009-09-03 20:42:18 | 95.34 | |
| 801 | 2009-09-03 19:33:30 | 81.56 | |
| 462 | 2009-08-28 04:30:18 | 85.38 | |
| 431 | 2009-08-27 04:28:25 | 84.31 | |
| 172 | 2009-08-20 05:11:29 | 90.96 |