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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1146 | 2012-08-23 12:41:48 | 35.91 | 91% |
| 1031 | 2012-08-20 08:13:25 | 35.74 | 94% |
| 790 | 2012-08-01 16:10:15 | 29.51 | 98% |