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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 632 | 2012-02-17 17:25:14 | 48.12 | 86% |
| 453 | 2012-01-28 14:58:02 | 58.22 | 94% |
| 160 | 2012-01-19 08:17:27 | 52.62 | 89% |