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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1162 | 2012-03-12 01:26:14 | 75.08 | 89% |
| 1020 | 2012-03-07 21:39:02 | 86.86 | 95% |
| 733 | 2012-02-25 23:39:09 | 96.87 | 96% |
| 326 | 2012-02-03 06:03:12 | 87.72 | 94% |
| 299 | 2012-02-02 03:44:23 | 82.95 | 90% |