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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 288 | 2013-04-09 08:36:20 | 77.69 | 90% |
| 255 | 2013-03-19 11:20:34 | 69.65 | 85% |
| 182 | 2013-03-05 20:10:13 | 72.61 | 91% |