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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160 | 2013-05-06 21:29:43 | 94.39 | 99% |
10 | 2013-04-25 11:50:07 | 81.59 | 99% |