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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4812 | 2020-01-17 02:13:23 | 122.90 | 99% |
3102 | 2018-06-29 16:50:39 | 94.09 | 96% |
2684 | 2018-05-27 16:02:06 | 107.20 | 97% |