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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 638 | 2011-06-16 12:44:27 | 105.32 | 97% |
| 612 | 2011-06-15 05:01:36 | 106.81 | 95% |
| 154 | 2011-06-04 04:49:23 | 88.89 | 94% |