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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3049 | 2023-08-27 17:05:52 | 80.63 | 97% |
1530 | 2023-08-04 05:17:09 | 83.45 | 98% |