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 |
---|---|---|---|
39264 | 2021-01-09 15:18:37 | 158.14 | 99% |
38091 | 2020-07-25 13:38:56 | 138.62 | 98% |
34277 | 2020-02-06 20:21:51 | 148.95 | 99% |
32747 | 2019-12-22 21:26:27 | 144.58 | 99% |
19026 | 2019-03-25 17:34:38 | 147.17 | 98% |
18306 | 2019-03-21 21:06:14 | 146.28 | 99% |
16649 | 2019-03-08 23:32:44 | 149.59 | 99% |
10904 | 2019-01-15 14:21:27 | 132.50 | 98% |
10823 | 2019-01-14 20:06:11 | 132.97 | 99% |
5374 | 2018-11-15 17:12:14 | 142.83 | 100% |
4802 | 2018-11-10 03:09:41 | 122.18 | 98% |
1921 | 2018-08-28 17:03:26 | 116.75 | 97% |