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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 240 | 2012-11-21 18:32:06 | 123.50 | 98% |
| 98 | 2012-02-08 04:40:52 | 113.17 | 99% |
| 42 | 2012-01-28 15:41:54 | 110.54 | 96% |