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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 749 | 2011-12-10 08:11:15 | 56.12 | 93% |
| 643 | 2011-11-27 08:25:33 | 47.52 | 87% |
| 533 | 2011-11-11 08:04:24 | 49.67 | 89% |