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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 649 | 2013-12-03 21:59:45 | 71.66 | 92% |
| 390 | 2013-11-12 14:05:40 | 60.67 | 91% |
| 127 | 2013-11-01 23:01:25 | 66.58 | 91% |
| 97 | 2013-11-01 15:18:29 | 68.37 | 94% |