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 |
---|---|---|---|
18874 | 2018-03-26 17:10:44 | 141.34 | 98% |
17542 | 2018-01-21 00:26:22 | 132.41 | 96% |
16411 | 2017-10-31 20:02:56 | 154.40 | 99% |
15345 | 2017-10-10 16:36:07 | 126.46 | 97% |
15135 | 2017-10-08 20:13:31 | 133.69 | 96% |
14772 | 2017-10-03 21:31:56 | 120.76 | 96% |
9288 | 2017-08-13 21:13:03 | 162.72 | 100% |
4755 | 2016-12-24 03:47:53 | 132.83 | 96% |
2120 | 2015-11-02 16:46:35 | 133.40 | 97% |
1093 | 2015-01-09 19:04:23 | 113.10 | 92% |
1049 | 2015-01-06 13:42:55 | 106.76 | 91% |
950 | 2014-12-16 12:15:07 | 117.44 | 94% |
817 | 2014-11-22 17:04:09 | 124.50 | 98% |
732 | 2014-11-15 01:14:48 | 98.90 | 91% |
566 | 2014-10-28 16:14:04 | 98.80 | 93% |
397 | 2014-09-29 17:40:32 | 100.13 | 93% |
187 | 2014-09-18 17:44:28 | 91.42 | 91% |
49 | 2014-04-12 14:28:35 | 87.72 | 92% |