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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1457 | 2012-09-02 05:51:38 | 68.17 | 96% |
| 1336 | 2012-08-18 18:00:39 | 61.35 | 93% |
| 554 | 2012-07-16 18:28:35 | 64.34 | 94% |
| 332 | 2012-07-12 15:11:13 | 54.82 | 95% |