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 |
---|---|---|---|
2406 | 2012-03-09 04:51:38 | 99.98 | 93% |
1552 | 2010-09-13 07:33:12 | 104.81 | |
560 | 2010-08-09 07:24:30 | 112.42 |