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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 970 | 2011-10-08 04:22:40 | 70.96 | 93% |
| 377 | 2011-09-09 05:31:09 | 54.77 | 90% |
| 357 | 2011-09-09 04:17:58 | 50.22 | 92% |