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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 132 | 2012-07-13 19:59:40 | 112.63 | 95% |
| 112 | 2012-07-13 19:29:04 | 130.97 | 99% |
| 40 | 2012-07-12 19:32:15 | 116.85 | 96% |