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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259 | 2010-02-07 03:15:40 | 46.56 | |
171 | 2010-01-22 08:16:46 | 48.96 |