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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4768 | 2023-07-08 18:11:25 | 80.89 | 96% |
2630 | 2022-12-06 17:38:23 | 62.36 | 93% |