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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1578 | 2012-11-15 22:43:20 | 63.51 | 95% |
| 1371 | 2012-10-03 22:07:00 | 51.62 | 92% |
| 989 | 2012-08-13 13:39:49 | 57.59 | 95% |