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 |
---|---|---|---|
61837 | 2020-12-31 07:36:05 | 115.87 | 97% |
61565 | 2020-12-31 02:15:05 | 116.54 | 98% |
59869 | 2020-08-15 02:54:21 | 131.25 | 98% |
51695 | 2020-06-28 21:53:40 | 139.11 | 99% |
48710 | 2020-06-14 22:00:09 | 133.07 | 98% |
38017 | 2020-04-20 08:29:59 | 126.96 | 98% |
29495 | 2020-02-16 10:31:07 | 117.93 | 97% |
28258 | 2020-01-27 11:31:06 | 128.62 | 98% |
26897 | 2020-01-04 08:11:29 | 107.60 | 97% |
22987 | 2019-12-01 12:24:18 | 98.45 | 98% |
19442 | 2019-10-30 04:05:28 | 108.76 | 98% |
19180 | 2019-10-28 13:23:02 | 117.17 | 98% |
17955 | 2019-10-12 10:52:56 | 100.25 | 95% |
14049 | 2019-08-17 04:14:34 | 113.15 | 97% |
3015 | 2019-01-04 11:27:42 | 108.08 | 96% |
372 | 2013-12-14 17:18:18 | 98.05 | 93% |