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 |
---|---|---|---|
10579 | 2013-08-17 16:11:52 | 100.10 | 98% |
9450 | 2013-07-30 19:08:30 | 102.45 | 99% |
9163 | 2013-07-25 20:05:10 | 103.59 | 100% |
8725 | 2013-07-18 19:28:26 | 101.24 | 100% |
8281 | 2013-07-11 20:10:53 | 94.06 | 98% |
7615 | 2013-06-28 20:16:16 | 101.62 | 98% |
6982 | 2013-06-15 20:04:06 | 100.06 | 97% |
6720 | 2013-06-08 07:41:53 | 93.04 | 96% |
6308 | 2013-05-29 19:04:21 | 90.75 | 95% |
6193 | 2013-05-25 14:07:03 | 97.92 | 97% |
4309 | 2013-04-20 19:13:37 | 91.55 | 98% |
4073 | 2013-04-12 19:44:59 | 90.89 | 96% |
3297 | 2013-03-17 18:28:16 | 86.19 | 94% |
3088 | 2013-03-16 17:13:39 | 90.65 | 96% |
2158 | 2013-03-06 19:29:22 | 87.79 | 98% |
1834 | 2013-03-02 20:50:04 | 87.14 | 96% |
1806 | 2013-03-02 20:22:36 | 87.35 | 98% |
904 | 2013-02-18 20:46:30 | 76.38 | 95% |
801 | 2013-02-17 20:20:39 | 83.96 | 97% |
597 | 2013-02-16 12:24:00 | 81.68 | 97% |