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 |
---|---|---|---|
5552 | 2015-08-01 15:41:17 | 99.32 | 90% |
5386 | 2013-07-26 16:37:05 | 97.14 | 91% |
4206 | 2013-05-22 11:42:57 | 117.81 | 98% |
3754 | 2013-05-14 14:01:41 | 110.10 | 96% |
3633 | 2013-05-14 11:12:39 | 128.31 | 99% |
3228 | 2013-04-25 10:36:32 | 114.99 | 97% |
3023 | 2013-04-19 13:43:55 | 97.19 | 94% |
2830 | 2013-04-16 13:27:04 | 123.14 | 100% |
2674 | 2013-04-11 11:27:09 | 112.48 | 97% |
2656 | 2013-04-11 11:11:44 | 120.07 | 99% |
2570 | 2013-04-09 22:08:23 | 115.57 | 97% |
1807 | 2013-03-06 16:42:33 | 110.71 | 98% |
1773 | 2013-03-06 11:59:24 | 104.01 | 96% |
1744 | 2013-03-06 11:21:06 | 99.84 | 94% |
836 | 2013-02-27 11:14:10 | 105.67 | 97% |
617 | 2013-02-23 11:02:01 | 108.62 | 96% |
505 | 2013-02-22 21:24:22 | 89.40 | 92% |
248 | 2013-02-20 00:37:31 | 101.99 | 94% |