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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 447 | 2012-03-12 01:01:06 | 58.34 | 97% |
| 415 | 2012-03-12 00:06:37 | 55.17 | 97% |
| 104 | 2011-09-25 00:46:30 | 57.59 | 99% |