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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1098 | 2016-05-01 22:58:35 | 83.24 | 94% |
528 | 2016-02-25 20:47:22 | 88.67 | 96% |