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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1006 | 2012-09-19 13:11:44 | 41.18 | 95% |
| 942 | 2012-09-11 09:45:43 | 39.40 | 94% |
| 398 | 2012-08-14 13:18:07 | 36.87 | 99% |
| 207 | 2012-08-04 06:05:55 | 30.66 | 93% |