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 |
---|---|---|---|
1775 | 2011-07-28 17:00:01 | 66.44 | 100% |
1571 | 2011-06-18 19:52:30 | 59.00 | 93% |
1262 | 2011-05-31 16:55:55 | 64.82 | 96% |
1062 | 2010-10-21 17:26:43 | 63.47 | |
1000 | 2010-09-17 09:54:41 | 57.32 | |
599 | 2010-07-13 18:18:11 | 56.21 | |
532 | 2010-07-07 08:31:18 | 47.58 | |
187 | 2010-06-13 17:30:54 | 44.90 |