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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2686 | 2022-09-01 13:41:42 | 85.06 | 97% |
668 | 2022-01-31 09:58:15 | 65.99 | 95% |