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 |
---|---|---|---|
9856 | 2011-10-05 12:28:10 | 62.31 | 94% |
9795 | 2011-05-05 10:09:35 | 58.57 | 94% |
9025 | 2010-03-23 11:22:51 | 59.77 | |
8098 | 2010-02-02 05:36:46 | 61.19 | |
7695 | 2010-01-13 09:42:42 | 63.59 | |
6175 | 2009-10-15 13:03:57 | 51.84 | |
5502 | 2009-08-08 09:57:26 | 49.92 | |
5225 | 2009-07-24 07:13:17 | 44.70 | |
5154 | 2009-07-19 04:46:09 | 54.73 | |
4875 | 2009-07-03 07:29:08 | 59.63 | |
4391 | 2009-06-01 11:18:40 | 49.62 | |
4283 | 2009-05-28 12:38:52 | 49.73 | |
4151 | 2009-05-25 12:55:54 | 44.73 | |
4036 | 2009-05-20 15:50:20 | 47.73 | |
3577 | 2009-05-12 08:41:50 | 47.77 | |
3428 | 2009-05-08 06:09:08 | 45.04 | |
3393 | 2009-05-07 15:59:18 | 39.00 |