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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 225 | 2013-03-20 17:44:36 | 86.96 | 92% |
| 166 | 2013-03-19 16:38:21 | 78.61 | 97% |
| 51 | 2013-03-16 09:06:46 | 83.24 | 92% |