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 |
---|---|---|---|
9858 | 2016-08-15 08:17:49 | 74.84 | 96% |
9490 | 2016-07-15 08:22:08 | 72.62 | 94% |
9346 | 2016-07-05 12:58:48 | 76.75 | 95% |
9240 | 2016-06-26 05:45:06 | 67.65 | 90% |
8356 | 2016-03-29 12:26:12 | 75.96 | 95% |
7931 | 2016-03-12 19:27:38 | 69.07 | 96% |
7040 | 2016-02-14 04:39:23 | 64.51 | 93% |
6979 | 2016-02-12 17:31:04 | 71.77 | 96% |
6630 | 2016-02-08 12:13:19 | 60.23 | 91% |
5623 | 2016-01-12 11:15:11 | 56.61 | 91% |
4584 | 2015-12-27 09:24:35 | 69.74 | 95% |
4315 | 2015-12-23 16:19:42 | 64.00 | 94% |
3397 | 2015-11-19 12:21:50 | 56.36 | 92% |
3113 | 2015-11-09 11:27:46 | 59.82 | 95% |
3044 | 2015-11-06 12:52:49 | 54.30 | 91% |
1971 | 2015-08-30 07:54:09 | 49.27 | 87% |
1790 | 2015-08-27 07:51:33 | 62.03 | 94% |
1086 | 2015-06-24 03:43:11 | 59.57 | 95% |