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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1115 | 2011-05-16 16:12:15 | 61.21 | 99% |
| 476 | 2010-12-04 14:45:49 | 48.19 | |
| 43 | 2010-04-19 11:32:10 | 42.96 |