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 |
---|---|---|---|
1317 | 2011-11-21 20:05:15 | 67.72 | 98% |
927 | 2011-11-17 15:00:35 | 47.51 | 96% |
822 | 2011-11-16 07:55:11 | 50.14 | 94% |
747 | 2011-11-15 16:41:23 | 48.89 | 96% |
309 | 2011-10-31 17:27:52 | 42.99 | 99% |
17 | 2011-10-28 19:24:15 | 60.09 | 94% |