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 |
---|---|---|---|
2159 | 2012-07-26 05:06:28 | 103.66 | 95% |
2053 | 2012-07-22 11:12:05 | 103.44 | 97% |
1973 | 2012-07-06 04:40:31 | 89.41 | 90% |
1581 | 2010-03-03 13:17:03 | 103.55 |