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 |
---|---|---|---|
6480 | 2017-06-13 12:31:08 | 68.17 | 99% |
6143 | 2013-11-23 21:22:21 | 63.62 | 97% |
5706 | 2012-07-31 12:14:27 | 69.11 | 98% |
5672 | 2012-07-28 13:04:05 | 74.73 | 96% |
5469 | 2012-06-20 14:55:21 | 68.98 | 93% |
4530 | 2011-12-20 15:00:36 | 71.43 | 99% |
4171 | 2011-11-23 12:06:59 | 66.93 | 97% |
4048 | 2011-11-19 12:47:10 | 71.00 | 97% |
3275 | 2011-11-02 07:42:09 | 70.75 | 97% |
2452 | 2011-10-15 14:05:17 | 62.25 | 98% |
2445 | 2011-10-15 12:20:02 | 51.35 | 92% |
2320 | 2011-10-11 07:53:01 | 53.41 | 93% |
2180 | 2011-08-06 06:38:35 | 55.60 | 96% |
2052 | 2011-07-21 11:05:39 | 59.62 | 95% |
1493 | 2011-07-11 13:11:37 | 56.90 | 97% |
910 | 2011-06-26 13:23:07 | 44.95 | 94% |