Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air and deep beneath the rolling waves, in labyrinths of coral caves - the echo of a distant tide comes willowing across the sand, and everything is green and submarine.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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114 | 2013-04-30 09:10:43 | 86.21 | 95% |
60 | 2013-04-29 10:15:37 | 96.46 | 100% |