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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 620 | 2012-05-03 00:13:32 | 57.80 | 97% |
| 615 | 2012-05-03 00:07:45 | 59.55 | 98% |
| 562 | 2012-05-02 01:48:46 | 58.92 | 96% |
| 556 | 2012-05-01 23:38:59 | 60.45 | 97% |
| 544 | 2012-05-01 01:59:41 | 55.53 | 98% |
| 276 | 2012-04-24 20:10:16 | 51.68 | 99% |