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 |
---|---|---|---|
10039 | 2022-04-19 22:54:41 | 110.58 | 98% |
5443 | 2019-05-02 17:29:55 | 91.84 | 96% |
4340 | 2017-09-16 20:38:25 | 102.83 | 98% |
3733 | 2016-08-24 20:44:00 | 87.18 | 94% |
3572 | 2016-06-15 16:48:34 | 94.94 | 92% |
3480 | 2016-04-28 21:01:52 | 97.34 | 92% |
3397 | 2016-04-01 16:02:59 | 96.11 | 93% |
3229 | 2016-03-16 19:54:42 | 101.80 | 94% |
3184 | 2016-03-13 04:07:41 | 97.95 | 94% |
3132 | 2016-03-05 22:19:41 | 97.52 | 93% |
2730 | 2016-02-11 21:33:08 | 85.39 | 87% |
2324 | 2016-01-09 02:42:00 | 93.07 | 92% |
851 | 2014-08-02 02:06:44 | 103.39 | 98% |
598 | 2012-04-22 02:37:01 | 83.10 | 98% |
482 | 2012-01-04 00:53:02 | 64.83 | 93% |
315 | 2011-10-22 00:42:04 | 65.60 | 94% |