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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 789 | 2013-04-20 18:12:30 | 44.27 | 91% |
| 693 | 2013-04-18 15:42:24 | 47.85 | 94% |
| 389 | 2013-04-03 19:03:31 | 46.02 | 96% |
| 306 | 2013-03-22 13:13:47 | 40.79 | 97% |