Text race history for Smol (smol_potot)

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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
734 2019-07-26 21:57:22 100.54 98%