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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 619 | 2013-05-23 21:33:41 | 44.76 | 94% |
| 518 | 2013-05-20 17:33:18 | 41.99 | 98% |
| 227 | 2013-05-03 21:09:18 | 42.02 | 93% |