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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 636 | 2013-03-28 15:14:08 | 50.20 | 92% |
| 630 | 2013-03-25 18:26:21 | 55.82 | 94% |
| 364 | 2013-03-16 18:18:26 | 44.21 | 90% |
| 24 | 2013-03-04 15:37:53 | 45.63 | 90% |