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 |
---|---|---|---|
8922 | 2023-07-04 03:16:48 | 109.19 | 99.6% |
3762 | 2015-08-01 10:18:36 | 75.39 | 86% |
3527 | 2015-07-25 08:43:54 | 81.61 | 95% |
3487 | 2015-07-25 07:59:40 | 76.40 | 91% |
2466 | 2015-05-03 14:41:43 | 85.61 | 94% |
1992 | 2015-04-01 07:07:23 | 87.24 | 94% |
1864 | 2015-03-28 09:47:29 | 80.35 | 93% |
1692 | 2015-03-16 03:53:14 | 72.44 | 93% |
1505 | 2015-02-26 06:02:51 | 74.00 | 91% |
1030 | 2014-10-21 23:12:58 | 66.40 | 96% |
981 | 2014-10-14 16:42:20 | 71.86 | 93% |
936 | 2014-10-14 06:55:26 | 78.03 | 96% |
428 | 2014-10-03 14:17:11 | 70.03 | 96% |
420 | 2014-10-03 14:08:53 | 63.82 | 95% |
414 | 2014-10-03 09:16:00 | 66.21 | 91% |
369 | 2014-10-02 08:09:53 | 66.20 | 96% |
288 | 2014-09-29 18:10:11 | 57.98 | 89% |
83 | 2014-09-17 12:25:37 | 66.75 | 95% |