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 |
---|---|---|---|
5447 | 2010-06-10 19:22:04 | 51.00 | |
5316 | 2010-06-09 06:27:24 | 59.50 | |
5067 | 2010-06-06 15:21:39 | 57.86 | |
4001 | 2010-05-23 05:04:46 | 46.74 | |
3875 | 2010-05-22 09:47:56 | 49.80 | |
3623 | 2010-05-18 15:54:31 | 50.14 | |
3154 | 2010-05-04 09:44:18 | 58.49 | |
3018 | 2010-05-01 12:04:50 | 58.95 | |
1971 | 2009-09-28 07:14:01 | 71.51 | |
1667 | 2009-09-18 09:50:25 | 64.92 | |
1464 | 2009-09-13 14:48:14 | 58.40 | |
1159 | 2009-09-05 14:13:03 | 63.18 | |
1146 | 2009-09-05 06:39:10 | 45.42 | |
1054 | 2009-09-03 04:13:36 | 67.65 | |
974 | 2009-09-02 06:16:55 | 66.97 | |
907 | 2009-08-30 14:33:38 | 61.41 | |
812 | 2009-08-28 19:13:51 | 63.56 | |
801 | 2009-08-28 12:40:36 | 43.11 | |
716 | 2009-08-26 15:44:21 | 59.17 | |
666 | 2009-08-25 15:49:29 | 63.44 | |
96 | 2009-08-04 13:13:27 | 64.09 |