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 |
---|---|---|---|
1085 | 2009-08-31 09:14:11 | 107.12 | |
719 | 2009-01-12 10:01:18 | 112.68 | |
588 | 2008-12-29 08:32:12 | 108.92 | |
556 | 2008-12-22 11:45:24 | 113.29 | |
450 | 2008-12-16 06:40:26 | 102.29 | |
255 | 2008-12-05 10:30:32 | 110.03 | |
241 | 2008-12-04 06:37:59 | 90.75 | |
3 | 2008-09-02 14:17:53 | 96.66 |