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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 838 | 2011-11-29 16:32:50 | 91.57 | 98% |
| 383 | 2011-11-08 20:07:08 | 94.42 | 99% |
| 204 | 2011-03-16 17:01:36 | 86.39 | |
| 18 | 2011-03-14 17:30:50 | 57.37 |