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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3144 | 2022-03-28 18:59:09 | 86.96 | 99% |
2434 | 2022-03-05 16:45:41 | 76.39 | 96% |
1180 | 2022-02-08 00:55:02 | 78.87 | 98% |