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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1100 | 2012-09-11 21:55:06 | 108.93 | 94% |
| 392 | 2012-08-27 20:38:03 | 110.53 | 96% |
| 243 | 2012-08-25 22:26:39 | 90.42 | 93% |
| 107 | 2012-08-23 18:15:01 | 91.81 | 89% |