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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2112 | 2021-08-24 11:27:18 | 193.58 | 100% |
1389 | 2021-05-24 08:56:24 | 170.87 | 98% |