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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 438 | 2012-08-14 10:45:50 | 28.51 | 89% |
| 166 | 2012-07-19 10:56:01 | 37.54 | 100% |
| 125 | 2012-07-19 06:21:03 | 39.29 | 97% |
| 71 | 2012-07-17 06:08:22 | 33.92 | 96% |