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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1008 | 2013-05-24 17:53:36 | 111.66 | 94% |
| 853 | 2012-08-22 06:58:35 | 127.94 | 100% |
| 699 | 2012-04-29 06:06:47 | 117.63 | 96% |
| 410 | 2012-03-25 01:00:40 | 129.59 | 99% |
| 263 | 2012-03-22 10:01:46 | 115.48 | 97% |