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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 793 | 2012-06-07 02:11:46 | 51.44 | 89% |
| 694 | 2012-06-05 15:11:21 | 59.37 | 96% |
| 238 | 2011-07-06 21:15:59 | 38.30 | 88% |