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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 142 | 2012-11-20 06:19:43 | 117.35 | 98% |
| 99 | 2012-11-03 05:06:48 | 117.98 | 100% |
| 19 | 2012-05-21 13:30:44 | 103.64 | 97% |