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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 112 | 2012-05-10 06:42:49 | 97.14 | 97% |
| 107 | 2012-05-10 06:26:26 | 89.57 | 95% |
| 35 | 2012-05-10 01:57:56 | 81.12 | 91% |