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 |
---|---|---|---|
4541 | 2015-11-03 04:56:20 | 90.63 | 93% |
4478 | 2014-09-27 20:05:48 | 94.07 | 95% |
4312 | 2014-08-23 19:36:47 | 86.19 | 95% |
4286 | 2014-08-23 04:27:52 | 91.76 | 94% |
3902 | 2014-05-19 05:58:46 | 98.75 | 99% |
3457 | 2013-11-14 01:43:35 | 88.96 | 96% |
3178 | 2013-09-27 03:31:26 | 84.51 | 95% |
3146 | 2013-09-22 03:54:25 | 89.12 | 95% |
2530 | 2013-06-28 04:09:44 | 82.13 | 97% |
2419 | 2013-06-15 02:43:42 | 81.14 | 96% |
2270 | 2013-06-03 01:37:47 | 78.38 | 92% |
2227 | 2013-05-20 03:28:21 | 91.83 | 99% |
2109 | 2013-05-02 02:35:35 | 80.00 | 93% |
1579 | 2013-03-02 04:10:34 | 84.07 | 95% |
999 | 2013-01-26 04:49:21 | 68.91 | 92% |
889 | 2013-01-20 02:39:43 | 76.83 | 96% |
370 | 2013-01-03 22:26:09 | 81.75 | 98% |