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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1326 | 2012-11-13 00:19:55 | 64.98 | 91% |
| 681 | 2012-04-22 02:23:25 | 65.77 | 93% |
| 559 | 2012-02-27 02:18:44 | 51.32 | 91% |