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 |
---|---|---|---|
1664 | 2011-06-19 14:36:45 | 67.74 | 90% |
1333 | 2011-05-27 12:39:21 | 69.01 | 91% |
1111 | 2011-05-23 15:59:58 | 58.12 | 89% |
83 | 2011-04-28 11:11:58 | 69.41 |