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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 565 | 2012-11-27 18:09:20 | 61.25 | 94% |
| 302 | 2012-11-19 20:42:01 | 56.66 | 97% |
| 68 | 2012-11-12 20:45:42 | 48.29 | 96% |