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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1806 | 2012-06-01 17:47:09 | 54.50 | 89% |
| 1273 | 2012-05-12 06:38:41 | 65.66 | 96% |
| 1156 | 2012-04-29 06:46:17 | 60.97 | 93% |