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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 575 | 2013-04-13 13:09:50 | 84.37 | 97% |
| 427 | 2013-04-07 13:28:31 | 68.58 | 93% |
| 314 | 2013-04-06 21:28:19 | 71.16 | 93% |
| 291 | 2013-04-06 01:19:19 | 71.64 | 94% |