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 |
---|---|---|---|
5358 | 2017-06-28 18:31:25 | 67.42 | 99% |
5085 | 2014-06-01 12:28:38 | 76.79 | 96% |
4814 | 2014-05-09 14:06:17 | 85.11 | 99% |
4798 | 2014-05-08 21:44:22 | 80.23 | 96% |
4771 | 2014-05-08 21:12:30 | 92.00 | 100% |
4691 | 2014-05-06 12:42:39 | 87.51 | 99% |
3776 | 2014-04-04 20:25:44 | 70.91 | 93% |
3576 | 2014-04-01 08:02:10 | 74.97 | 95% |
2369 | 2014-02-19 16:47:38 | 78.00 | 97% |
2221 | 2014-02-13 06:22:46 | 88.91 | 100% |
1414 | 2014-01-26 13:27:05 | 73.86 | 97% |
1278 | 2013-09-26 07:39:14 | 77.05 | 99% |
1039 | 2013-01-22 11:43:06 | 83.26 | 99% |
1038 | 2013-01-22 11:42:15 | 73.73 | 97% |
1015 | 2013-01-19 19:59:08 | 76.51 | 100% |
763 | 2012-12-12 14:57:51 | 82.61 | 100% |
509 | 2012-12-06 17:30:44 | 72.65 | 99% |
420 | 2012-11-21 06:18:03 | 68.83 | 97% |
167 | 2012-10-12 15:53:26 | 66.28 | 94% |