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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1134 | 2012-05-13 07:02:51 | 63.04 | 92% |
| 396 | 2012-02-15 01:07:33 | 58.75 | 93% |
| 87 | 2012-02-07 15:34:46 | 58.62 | 96% |