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 |
---|---|---|---|
6708 | 2016-02-17 22:18:33 | 130.43 | 100% |
6483 | 2015-03-27 02:50:12 | 110.73 | 95% |
6331 | 2015-02-13 03:21:15 | 107.42 | 94% |
5489 | 2014-03-19 18:46:44 | 108.89 | 96% |
5110 | 2013-09-12 17:37:33 | 134.74 | 100% |
4959 | 2013-05-22 04:47:47 | 123.81 | 98% |
4687 | 2013-03-05 18:12:46 | 109.71 | 95% |
4464 | 2013-02-13 03:27:23 | 124.15 | 98% |
4340 | 2013-01-31 01:08:41 | 108.17 | 95% |
4155 | 2013-01-08 22:06:11 | 110.07 | 96% |
4016 | 2012-12-04 22:43:46 | 113.89 | 94% |
3561 | 2012-07-27 01:15:08 | 114.31 | 98% |
3364 | 2012-07-18 19:20:42 | 128.97 | 100% |
2517 | 2011-08-13 15:32:22 | 124.76 | 97% |
2433 | 2011-08-02 05:01:11 | 112.04 | 97% |
709 | 2010-07-28 00:58:26 | 116.83 | |
532 | 2010-07-21 19:28:53 | 104.21 | |
12 | 2010-07-08 06:27:53 | 92.50 |