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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 923 | 2012-11-09 16:40:56 | 84.68 | 98% |
| 908 | 2012-11-08 23:27:11 | 92.48 | 96% |
| 907 | 2012-11-08 23:25:54 | 69.77 | 89% |
| 263 | 2012-10-08 22:39:13 | 74.83 | 91% |