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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2722 | 2022-12-21 16:47:39 | 71.82 | 97% |
2210 | 2022-09-12 13:59:49 | 72.57 | 97% |