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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 678 | 2011-07-18 23:06:35 | 53.55 | 90% |
| 371 | 2011-07-06 01:49:21 | 58.78 | 95% |
| 86 | 2011-06-26 16:14:17 | 53.88 | 94% |