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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413 | 2022-01-10 18:31:34 | 74.98 | 96% |
339 | 2021-12-07 17:26:03 | 84.28 | 98% |
149 | 2021-11-25 20:16:16 | 76.13 | 97% |