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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867 | 2020-07-15 15:58:19 | 99.91 | 98% |
723 | 2020-02-24 19:49:13 | 89.75 | 97% |