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 |
---|---|---|---|
1741 | 2011-05-08 20:29:50 | 76.79 | 96% |
1458 | 2011-05-01 20:47:33 | 69.29 | |
1304 | 2011-04-29 16:23:38 | 75.98 | |
389 | 2011-04-17 05:59:27 | 51.90 | |
368 | 2011-04-17 05:31:48 | 54.22 | |
207 | 2011-04-15 03:16:53 | 46.23 | |
160 | 2011-04-15 01:09:57 | 40.26 | |
122 | 2011-04-14 14:57:45 | 38.11 |