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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 534 | 2013-10-13 11:50:55 | 98.57 | 94% |
| 381 | 2013-10-08 06:17:59 | 80.03 | 88% |
| 280 | 2013-10-06 15:07:10 | 88.79 | 90% |
| 93 | 2013-10-05 07:34:43 | 95.91 | 94% |