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 |
---|---|---|---|
33065 | 2023-04-06 22:09:34 | 203.89 | 99% |
25092 | 2020-08-24 11:16:02 | 165.80 | 99% |
24900 | 2020-08-22 00:55:27 | 182.69 | 99% |
21204 | 2019-11-15 00:31:28 | 184.23 | 99% |
18528 | 2019-05-14 06:12:09 | 168.77 | 99% |
13058 | 2019-02-08 18:30:22 | 164.64 | 98% |
8091 | 2018-08-31 22:04:02 | 168.01 | 98% |
6480 | 2018-07-15 00:09:29 | 177.01 | 100% |
2849 | 2018-04-19 14:00:55 | 186.34 | 100% |