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 |
---|---|---|---|
1646 | 2010-03-17 04:16:04 | 64.26 | |
1136 | 2009-10-26 21:44:30 | 65.14 | |
1042 | 2009-10-23 23:27:37 | 69.76 | |
1007 | 2009-10-22 22:59:32 | 65.81 | |
975 | 2009-10-19 00:04:23 | 60.74 | |
860 | 2009-09-15 00:54:05 | 73.86 | |
619 | 2009-09-11 01:00:40 | 64.62 | |
351 | 2009-08-17 00:00:22 | 60.76 |