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 |
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3907 | 2023-06-05 02:13:55 | 118.09 | 99% |
1350 | 2022-07-19 23:14:29 | 125.93 | 98% |