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 |
---|---|---|---|
2157 | 2011-11-04 05:33:03 | 76.23 | 98% |
1856 | 2010-05-30 11:14:40 | 65.37 | |
1770 | 2009-10-01 01:45:53 | 64.61 | |
1246 | 2009-06-10 05:31:22 | 49.68 | |
1169 | 2009-06-07 05:46:44 | 57.85 | |
1107 | 2009-05-29 04:00:40 | 46.48 | |
1037 | 2009-05-23 04:37:34 | 59.98 |