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 |
---|---|---|---|
6578 | 2022-08-28 06:04:39 | 83.35 | 97% |
5828 | 2017-12-01 11:36:25 | 82.41 | 97% |
5138 | 2016-04-20 13:41:13 | 70.99 | 96% |
4349 | 2015-02-23 14:33:55 | 71.54 | 93% |
4347 | 2015-02-23 14:19:18 | 51.76 | 94% |
3881 | 2012-06-24 12:22:45 | 79.29 | 97% |
3810 | 2012-05-02 06:15:52 | 78.98 | 99% |
3380 | 2012-03-10 04:36:01 | 74.09 | 95% |
2817 | 2012-01-19 16:31:27 | 51.37 | 96% |
1637 | 2011-12-08 14:05:04 | 56.27 | 88% |
1385 | 2011-10-08 16:16:04 | 59.63 | 95% |
536 | 2011-09-08 16:50:57 | 53.94 | 94% |
460 | 2011-09-07 09:13:09 | 57.45 | 96% |
339 | 2011-09-06 11:33:25 | 55.22 | 94% |
288 | 2011-09-05 15:47:17 | 59.81 | 96% |