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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 984 | 2012-09-28 23:25:34 | 41.42 | 94% |
| 306 | 2012-09-21 22:29:38 | 31.90 | 91% |
| 207 | 2012-09-21 02:25:15 | 30.12 | 92% |