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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1807 | 2013-12-23 06:32:52 | 76.30 | 94% |
| 972 | 2013-03-22 04:39:22 | 72.34 | 91% |
| 541 | 2013-03-10 06:50:38 | 72.36 | 96% |