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 |
---|---|---|---|
1963 | 2009-09-19 19:30:03 | 80.35 | |
1690 | 2009-06-28 23:02:26 | 67.03 | |
1411 | 2009-06-11 14:37:44 | 70.34 | |
1376 | 2009-06-06 16:45:54 | 70.05 | |
820 | 2009-03-16 11:26:34 | 63.78 | |
762 | 2009-03-13 00:16:01 | 56.45 | |
270 | 2008-12-01 22:07:41 | 50.94 | |
76 | 2008-11-21 16:17:52 | 29.54 |