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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7336 | 2014-11-10 06:49:13 | 89.95 | 91% |
| 7227 | 2014-07-22 07:55:15 | 91.07 | 93% |
| 6642 | 2014-07-07 15:51:24 | 81.94 | 88% |
| 6401 | 2014-07-01 12:20:27 | 81.73 | 91% |
| 5952 | 2014-06-25 07:26:13 | 82.17 | 89% |
| 5901 | 2014-06-25 05:53:48 | 87.92 | 89% |
| 4919 | 2014-05-27 06:07:37 | 92.34 | 93% |
| 4571 | 2014-04-12 07:58:35 | 89.08 | 94% |
| 4220 | 2013-11-07 04:28:20 | 40.36 | 84% |
| 3883 | 2012-11-04 09:05:04 | 87.09 | 93% |
| 3593 | 2012-09-07 12:18:28 | 75.00 | 91% |
| 2664 | 2012-08-04 06:59:50 | 76.15 | 91% |
| 2536 | 2012-08-01 15:02:00 | 71.88 | 91% |
| 2215 | 2012-07-23 02:26:50 | 65.84 | 89% |
| 2169 | 2012-07-20 15:51:17 | 73.77 | 91% |
| 2153 | 2012-07-20 11:17:18 | 76.73 | 92% |
| 1117 | 2012-06-19 12:46:08 | 78.79 | 97% |