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 |
---|---|---|---|
11084 | 2015-10-18 20:41:10 | 87.30 | 96% |
9756 | 2013-08-19 19:20:18 | 90.07 | 100% |
9686 | 2013-08-15 16:24:50 | 110.68 | 100% |
9441 | 2013-07-29 14:13:52 | 97.61 | 97% |
9327 | 2013-07-22 21:48:27 | 110.40 | 100% |
9095 | 2013-07-10 13:26:38 | 109.48 | 100% |
9066 | 2013-07-09 19:41:32 | 101.15 | 99% |
8271 | 2013-06-23 15:37:00 | 102.83 | 100% |
8130 | 2013-06-21 16:59:35 | 106.68 | 100% |
8002 | 2013-06-20 15:29:08 | 107.36 | 100% |
6990 | 2013-06-06 01:33:33 | 107.68 | 100% |
6574 | 2013-05-31 01:33:36 | 93.34 | 98% |
6538 | 2013-05-30 12:32:31 | 94.94 | 97% |
3820 | 2013-04-30 22:50:05 | 92.27 | 97% |
3502 | 2013-04-29 12:41:13 | 99.77 | 99% |
3292 | 2013-04-27 23:58:18 | 94.83 | 97% |
2452 | 2013-04-22 21:03:27 | 98.42 | 99% |
394 | 2013-03-29 15:57:20 | 98.85 | 100% |