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 |
---|---|---|---|
1034 | 2014-03-04 01:17:42 | 80.10 | 82% |
692 | 2014-02-17 19:28:57 | 107.57 | 96% |
679 | 2014-02-17 01:31:40 | 95.20 | 92% |
150 | 2014-01-28 00:14:28 | 81.90 | 88% |