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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689 | 2021-02-16 08:04:50 | 98.54 | 95.1% |
255 | 2020-12-01 10:11:46 | 89.92 | 95% |