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 |
---|---|---|---|
1783 | 2015-04-14 05:51:16 | 82.93 | 94% |
722 | 2015-04-04 01:59:28 | 89.12 | 98% |
670 | 2015-04-03 03:00:44 | 81.90 | 93% |
559 | 2015-04-02 04:33:21 | 95.43 | 100% |