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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 669 | 2011-06-06 19:10:50 | 64.97 | 93% |
| 241 | 2011-05-28 00:12:03 | 42.89 | 85% |
| 211 | 2011-05-27 19:02:52 | 52.60 | 91% |
| 116 | 2011-05-17 02:15:35 | 67.74 | 96% |