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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 713 | 2012-08-09 12:48:04 | 59.09 | 93% |
| 467 | 2012-07-23 10:30:58 | 55.02 | 92% |
| 72 | 2012-01-17 15:01:43 | 37.57 | 98% |