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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 281 | 2013-10-29 13:32:46 | 93.84 | 97% |
| 70 | 2013-10-27 21:02:20 | 79.31 | 94% |
| 46 | 2013-10-27 20:33:49 | 79.53 | 92% |