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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 523 | 2013-10-16 06:36:30 | 33.27 | 92% |
| 228 | 2013-10-01 05:58:32 | 31.82 | 87% |
| 204 | 2013-10-01 01:34:42 | 28.61 | 88% |