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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1518 | 2023-05-12 02:20:18 | 46.02 | 97% |
203 | 2023-04-19 21:27:24 | 44.22 | 96% |