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 |
---|---|---|---|
890 | 2015-11-01 00:18:54 | 68.01 | 96% |
222 | 2015-09-09 23:53:53 | 48.82 | 92% |
76 | 2015-09-06 22:28:10 | 52.32 | 97% |
21 | 2015-09-04 10:50:56 | 55.45 | 94% |