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 |
---|---|---|---|
1739 | 2013-10-09 09:17:43 | 67.75 | 94% |
1515 | 2012-10-04 05:54:09 | 55.39 | 92% |
47 | 2011-01-10 19:05:06 | 37.12 |