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 |
---|---|---|---|
4984 | 2018-09-23 22:44:26 | 163.04 | 100% |
3455 | 2018-07-28 15:49:37 | 173.13 | 100% |
1363 | 2018-05-14 19:37:43 | 163.95 | 99% |
900 | 2017-01-08 16:20:06 | 154.78 | 94% |
857 | 2017-01-06 22:05:22 | 187.64 | 100% |
133 | 2016-01-23 17:53:07 | 144.51 | 96% |