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 |
---|---|---|---|
1331 | 2015-03-21 15:05:28 | 65.44 | 95% |
1083 | 2015-01-10 18:30:29 | 40.16 | 98% |
989 | 2014-12-29 14:28:55 | 84.28 | 97% |