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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1294 | 2013-07-20 05:23:46 | 95.99 | 92% |
227 | 2013-07-03 20:35:29 | 86.06 | 92% |
226 | 2013-07-03 20:34:45 | 81.38 | 89% |