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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3848 | 2022-08-04 13:19:23 | 120.41 | 99% |
1833 | 2021-07-03 13:52:55 | 112.54 | 99% |
612 | 2020-11-22 13:31:12 | 99.90 | 98% |