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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 346 | 2012-08-31 17:16:15 | 66.27 | 92% |
| 319 | 2012-08-28 14:27:51 | 63.96 | 91% |
| 115 | 2011-12-15 18:42:30 | 48.82 | 90% |