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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1293 | 2012-11-28 23:45:54 | 49.13 | 88% |
| 1103 | 2012-11-22 22:38:50 | 53.38 | 92% |
| 805 | 2012-11-10 00:03:11 | 49.62 | 92% |