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 |
---|---|---|---|
1503 | 2010-01-23 15:48:02 | 65.60 | |
1436 | 2010-01-15 01:28:45 | 65.55 | |
965 | 2009-12-30 00:29:41 | 56.21 | |
720 | 2009-12-25 01:54:49 | 66.10 | |
407 | 2009-12-17 01:30:39 | 60.11 | |
405 | 2009-12-17 01:27:59 | 55.55 | |
379 | 2009-12-16 00:22:31 | 57.73 | |
361 | 2009-12-15 04:51:26 | 52.96 |