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 |
---|---|---|---|
1485 | 2011-06-17 13:22:21 | 70.24 | 99% |
1187 | 2009-11-29 12:46:28 | 58.30 | |
1023 | 2009-08-03 13:02:20 | 58.52 | |
638 | 2009-05-18 20:06:12 | 52.09 | |
534 | 2009-04-30 10:57:31 | 53.16 | |
232 | 2009-04-02 10:31:56 | 43.99 | |
39 | 2009-03-22 12:54:29 | 41.55 |