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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3484 | 2023-10-24 15:52:56 | 93.96 | 98.6% |
2470 | 2023-10-08 08:58:27 | 87.81 | 96.8% |