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 |
---|---|---|---|
6665 | 2017-09-13 13:57:09 | 109.07 | 98% |
6075 | 2017-08-20 11:16:49 | 116.29 | 99% |
4349 | 2014-03-05 11:04:44 | 97.33 | 95% |
4176 | 2011-05-17 16:28:18 | 97.31 | 94% |
3969 | 2011-03-11 22:10:54 | 96.92 | |
3362 | 2010-06-12 03:36:24 | 105.31 | |
2869 | 2010-05-16 02:00:21 | 90.05 | |
2262 | 2010-04-01 07:18:12 | 83.57 | |
2217 | 2010-03-30 14:59:26 | 81.11 | |
2130 | 2010-03-25 10:08:19 | 80.86 | |
2066 | 2010-03-23 05:41:40 | 98.21 | |
1781 | 2010-03-10 01:17:26 | 78.99 | |
1180 | 2009-11-16 10:42:20 | 77.51 | |
1002 | 2009-10-19 14:08:57 | 69.90 | |
515 | 2009-09-21 11:17:01 | 69.43 | |
306 | 2009-07-20 13:07:04 | 71.20 | |
71 | 2009-03-24 11:42:53 | 61.25 | |
64 | 2009-03-24 11:35:00 | 55.67 |