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 |
---|---|---|---|
12707 | 2021-10-19 18:01:08 | 116.41 | 98% |
9957 | 2017-01-17 04:36:15 | 111.93 | 96% |
9218 | 2016-08-22 09:59:11 | 116.29 | 97% |
8812 | 2016-07-22 19:58:45 | 119.18 | 96% |
8692 | 2016-07-18 09:31:44 | 128.58 | 98% |
8217 | 2016-07-09 06:52:38 | 130.29 | 98% |
7223 | 2016-06-23 15:39:38 | 129.64 | 97% |
7221 | 2016-06-23 15:37:26 | 105.58 | 91% |
6635 | 2016-03-20 23:58:42 | 122.08 | 95% |
5688 | 2015-10-13 10:22:42 | 115.34 | 97% |
5421 | 2015-10-04 03:41:30 | 129.20 | 100% |
3503 | 2015-09-11 00:34:12 | 102.18 | 92% |
2802 | 2015-09-03 07:45:17 | 128.82 | 96% |
1528 | 2015-08-26 11:01:26 | 126.75 | 99% |
430 | 2015-08-04 04:00:47 | 121.11 | 100% |