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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1383 | 2023-02-07 01:21:07 | 82.80 | 97% |
553 | 2022-08-14 10:31:49 | 63.32 | 96% |