Text race history for hola (foocaaat)

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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
137 2023-04-21 09:59:15 84.10 97%