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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1065 | 2013-07-15 16:53:58 | 68.22 | 95% |
| 723 | 2013-07-01 22:53:32 | 69.81 | 96% |
| 404 | 2013-06-20 16:56:39 | 53.65 | 89% |
| 333 | 2013-06-17 02:10:53 | 58.51 | 90% |
| 108 | 2013-06-12 03:02:12 | 55.29 | 90% |
| 102 | 2013-06-10 15:12:13 | 43.65 | 85% |