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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 807 | 2013-08-24 08:19:32 | 42.98 | 87% |
| 788 | 2013-08-24 07:02:36 | 41.97 | 88% |
| 691 | 2013-08-23 07:03:57 | 47.75 | 91% |