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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 154 | 2011-07-07 11:58:24 | 81.25 | 93% |
| 83 | 2011-07-02 18:40:25 | 86.53 | 94% |
| 30 | 2011-06-28 12:54:16 | 82.75 | 94% |