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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1409 | 2012-05-04 12:53:55 | 112.66 | 98% |
| 1363 | 2012-05-03 14:57:52 | 96.23 | 92% |
| 783 | 2012-04-21 20:19:43 | 103.09 | 98% |