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 |
---|---|---|---|
7975 | 2015-04-07 00:44:49 | 51.93 | 95% |
7659 | 2015-02-06 03:25:25 | 36.96 | 89% |
7580 | 2015-01-30 04:14:55 | 43.21 | 92% |
7309 | 2015-01-07 22:07:12 | 44.28 | 96% |
6046 | 2014-10-30 21:58:42 | 52.19 | 93% |
5806 | 2014-10-26 20:34:50 | 44.51 | 89% |
5744 | 2014-10-26 19:14:32 | 49.96 | 92% |
4746 | 2014-09-17 03:01:09 | 50.02 | 94% |
4620 | 2014-09-14 15:46:39 | 48.29 | 90% |
4567 | 2014-09-14 00:48:49 | 57.08 | 96% |
3810 | 2014-06-02 00:53:55 | 54.41 | 96% |
3311 | 2014-05-09 20:10:48 | 57.86 | 97% |
3237 | 2014-05-02 23:38:21 | 60.30 | 98% |
3235 | 2014-05-02 23:36:11 | 61.00 | 99% |
1132 | 2013-09-24 05:46:52 | 46.70 | 93% |
808 | 2013-09-17 07:24:54 | 48.19 | 96% |
790 | 2013-09-17 06:59:25 | 51.62 | 96% |
762 | 2013-09-17 06:20:17 | 43.60 | 93% |
189 | 2013-09-09 05:05:31 | 43.85 | 96% |