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 |
---|---|---|---|
1638 | 2011-11-17 06:41:11 | 58.77 | 92% |
1210 | 2011-04-06 03:30:11 | 61.22 | 88% |
899 | 2011-03-05 03:41:34 | 51.39 | |
446 | 2011-02-03 11:42:25 | 58.07 | |
363 | 2011-01-27 10:25:36 | 56.90 | |
252 | 2011-01-18 03:16:20 | 61.31 | |
30 | 2010-11-28 04:29:49 | 43.05 |