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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1460 | 2022-04-11 17:23:11 | 101.32 | 99% |
328 | 2022-01-27 00:37:52 | 87.80 | 96% |