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 |
---|---|---|---|
1515 | 2012-09-16 17:29:14 | 63.24 | 94% |
1497 | 2012-07-27 18:41:26 | 55.93 | 90% |
1460 | 2012-04-17 04:51:07 | 61.48 | 94% |
1286 | 2010-04-21 18:45:48 | 62.64 | |
551 | 2009-07-24 14:50:00 | 38.77 | |
319 | 2008-11-12 11:14:43 | 50.16 |