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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2335 | 2021-05-29 18:03:28 | 117.48 | 98% |
37 | 2021-05-01 19:56:12 | 141.79 | 100% |