Text race history for Night (anemonighteye)

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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
3237 2022-12-15 23:04:43 67.57 96%