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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1239 | 2023-09-30 14:30:25 | 66.99 | 94.5% |
543 | 2021-05-12 15:10:35 | 62.33 | 96% |