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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 546 | 2013-04-18 10:05:04 | 63.47 | 94% |
| 373 | 2013-04-16 07:45:03 | 66.66 | 94% |
| 304 | 2013-04-12 09:07:38 | 63.92 | 94% |
| 242 | 2013-04-10 11:14:17 | 60.93 | 94% |