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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512 | 2016-07-20 02:09:49 | 72.94 | 99% |
237 | 2016-03-16 14:19:35 | 80.26 | 100% |