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 |
---|---|---|---|
2252 | 2011-05-31 17:30:59 | 37.40 | 96% |
1684 | 2011-01-18 18:23:58 | 33.72 | |
514 | 2010-01-07 01:32:56 | 33.48 | |
315 | 2009-11-13 18:07:01 | 30.08 | |
57 | 2009-10-21 17:20:32 | 27.82 |