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 |
---|---|---|---|
9093 | 2017-08-08 20:44:12 | 114.51 | 99% |
7118 | 2016-11-18 16:15:48 | 109.47 | 99% |
6978 | 2016-10-27 04:45:43 | 105.21 | 99% |
6722 | 2016-10-09 04:24:58 | 108.87 | 99% |
5748 | 2016-06-02 19:55:10 | 111.33 | 99% |
5660 | 2016-05-21 01:10:39 | 100.26 | 97% |
5022 | 2016-03-05 00:14:52 | 105.30 | 100% |
4900 | 2016-02-03 19:25:53 | 107.23 | 100% |
4064 | 2015-05-17 22:52:54 | 102.13 | 99% |
3695 | 2015-02-28 23:45:16 | 91.63 | 98% |
2790 | 2014-11-06 20:32:10 | 99.11 | 97% |
2715 | 2014-10-29 21:39:55 | 103.37 | 99% |
2711 | 2014-10-28 20:29:19 | 94.36 | 97% |
2655 | 2014-10-01 00:11:22 | 104.76 | 100% |
2547 | 2014-09-18 20:12:24 | 81.97 | 93% |
2110 | 2014-08-16 03:38:11 | 108.46 | 99% |
1797 | 2014-07-12 22:26:04 | 96.15 | 98% |
1425 | 2014-06-14 20:35:50 | 87.76 | 98% |
1313 | 2014-06-04 01:50:24 | 96.41 | 94% |
1218 | 2014-05-25 03:49:37 | 96.10 | 100% |