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 |
---|---|---|---|
1477 | 2009-04-01 13:25:28 | 67.67 | |
1162 | 2009-02-02 14:35:47 | 84.81 | |
1155 | 2009-01-31 21:51:26 | 90.53 | |
1105 | 2009-01-16 22:31:32 | 90.58 | |
912 | 2008-12-04 18:17:27 | 90.65 | |
726 | 2008-11-10 20:47:24 | 97.33 | |
124 | 2008-10-02 21:50:05 | 66.25 | |
95 | 2008-10-01 13:32:08 | 77.80 |