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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1013 | 2012-06-16 13:47:22 | 33.97 | 87% |
| 951 | 2012-06-12 12:40:06 | 33.16 | 87% |
| 842 | 2012-06-03 03:22:49 | 33.05 | 93% |
| 360 | 2012-05-09 05:00:17 | 26.41 | 83% |