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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 737 | 2012-12-19 01:01:11 | 72.68 | 93% |
| 697 | 2012-12-15 23:33:09 | 64.34 | 91% |
| 612 | 2012-12-08 05:23:41 | 70.86 | 93% |