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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2414 | 2021-08-06 19:34:00 | 58.76 | 95% |
1126 | 2021-04-19 19:19:36 | 58.16 | 97% |