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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 655 | 2012-11-15 20:03:20 | 85.57 | 96% |
| 615 | 2012-11-15 15:25:40 | 70.47 | 90% |
| 550 | 2012-11-13 14:15:06 | 83.89 | 97% |
| 467 | 2012-11-11 19:49:36 | 70.09 | 90% |
| 238 | 2012-11-07 13:56:21 | 81.49 | 98% |