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 |
---|---|---|---|
4133 | 2013-08-22 22:54:41 | 73.39 | 99% |
4027 | 2011-08-01 05:37:35 | 75.01 | 98% |
3604 | 2010-10-16 03:32:54 | 76.00 | |
3515 | 2010-09-27 03:35:50 | 69.81 | |
3229 | 2010-07-24 23:06:35 | 72.77 | |
3098 | 2010-06-18 06:10:19 | 66.85 | |
2976 | 2010-06-03 05:58:40 | 71.72 | |
2807 | 2010-05-15 06:44:00 | 72.99 | |
2716 | 2010-05-07 03:01:59 | 69.01 | |
1659 | 2010-01-21 08:12:41 | 62.44 | |
1579 | 2010-01-08 06:04:23 | 61.51 | |
1559 | 2010-01-03 07:01:13 | 68.75 | |
1335 | 2009-11-23 07:54:16 | 64.65 | |
1302 | 2009-11-19 07:09:25 | 62.43 | |
1253 | 2009-11-18 07:12:29 | 63.90 | |
1192 | 2009-11-14 06:44:42 | 57.95 | |
547 | 2009-07-22 06:59:24 | 61.56 | |
364 | 2009-06-29 20:54:06 | 40.04 |