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 |
---|---|---|---|
4976 | 2016-01-29 07:55:54 | 100.10 | 97% |
4815 | 2016-01-06 22:59:20 | 98.18 | 95% |
4791 | 2016-01-06 18:54:32 | 90.40 | 93% |
4462 | 2015-07-24 00:00:05 | 96.89 | 97% |
4037 | 2012-07-16 01:47:08 | 92.68 | 97% |
4031 | 2012-07-10 00:26:19 | 86.98 | 92% |
3790 | 2012-04-28 03:09:48 | 96.09 | 96% |
3559 | 2012-04-15 15:39:05 | 92.77 | 94% |
3217 | 2012-03-24 21:59:12 | 107.83 | 95% |
3099 | 2012-03-18 17:50:37 | 80.39 | 89% |
2861 | 2012-03-06 03:07:59 | 98.70 | 96% |
2642 | 2010-12-09 22:19:44 | 70.13 | |
2161 | 2010-08-08 23:56:29 | 69.85 | |
2114 | 2010-07-28 22:07:34 | 65.06 | |
1831 | 2010-06-27 01:26:29 | 72.61 | |
1478 | 2010-05-18 00:55:09 | 64.29 | |
1287 | 2010-04-29 00:20:07 | 73.13 | |
798 | 2010-03-01 03:32:19 | 63.43 | |
436 | 2010-01-24 20:42:55 | 52.93 |