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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2376 | 2012-09-22 01:47:19 | 95.62 | 99% |
| 1187 | 2012-08-28 22:04:58 | 92.10 | 96% |
| 1012 | 2012-08-27 20:38:04 | 103.00 | 99% |
| 379 | 2012-08-21 18:15:28 | 87.13 | 96% |