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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1385 | 2011-05-21 18:20:16 | 64.41 | 96% |
| 1106 | 2011-05-14 16:06:32 | 49.61 | 90% |
| 871 | 2011-05-09 04:23:17 | 69.43 | 97% |
| 205 | 2011-04-18 03:28:03 | 57.80 |