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 |
---|---|---|---|
9818 | 2021-03-06 18:27:32 | 116.01 | 99% |
4735 | 2017-05-19 18:24:12 | 101.38 | 94% |
3878 | 2016-07-30 16:21:18 | 97.56 | 92% |
3694 | 2016-07-20 15:12:23 | 89.16 | 94% |
3263 | 2015-11-14 07:03:29 | 103.47 | 99% |
2516 | 2015-04-18 23:45:27 | 94.17 | 97% |
2466 | 2015-04-15 12:49:22 | 79.34 | 88% |
2455 | 2015-04-15 12:36:00 | 93.06 | 97% |
2410 | 2015-04-14 09:57:18 | 110.52 | 97% |
2215 | 2015-03-16 01:40:54 | 83.97 | 89% |
1910 | 2015-02-24 21:46:34 | 96.75 | 96% |
1903 | 2015-02-23 19:32:14 | 90.03 | 96% |
1588 | 2015-02-14 10:09:06 | 86.01 | 93% |
1383 | 2015-02-07 09:35:52 | 85.40 | 95% |
964 | 2015-01-30 15:35:56 | 98.21 | 96% |
933 | 2015-01-29 19:20:43 | 83.63 | 94% |
89 | 2015-01-16 23:03:17 | 75.84 | 92% |