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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 670 | 2013-11-07 05:33:27 | 65.28 | 96% |
| 259 | 2013-01-29 13:05:27 | 57.31 | 97% |
| 152 | 2013-01-27 04:21:14 | 62.18 | 99% |