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 |
---|---|---|---|
2361 | 2011-04-27 21:46:06 | 82.37 | |
2031 | 2010-09-19 09:34:27 | 82.04 | |
683 | 2010-03-07 01:47:02 | 70.12 | |
559 | 2009-06-18 02:39:21 | 66.10 | |
558 | 2009-06-18 02:38:25 | 71.05 | |
377 | 2009-06-08 07:00:50 | 67.13 | |
243 | 2009-06-03 12:37:58 | 62.32 |