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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1101 | 2013-06-28 13:58:40 | 67.21 | 98% |
| 346 | 2013-06-17 13:07:29 | 61.23 | 98% |
| 115 | 2013-06-15 10:24:36 | 56.01 | 97% |
| 69 | 2013-06-15 09:20:52 | 53.49 | 94% |