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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 485 | 2012-08-31 15:33:05 | 43.13 | 97% |
| 73 | 2012-08-18 16:20:43 | 38.75 | 99% |
| 20 | 2012-08-17 19:01:56 | 29.57 | 98% |