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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 839 | 2011-07-14 14:46:23 | 70.28 | 94% |
| 684 | 2011-06-18 15:32:07 | 58.46 | 92% |
| 411 | 2011-05-29 13:13:13 | 61.73 | 92% |