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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 581 | 2014-03-22 23:08:19 | 107.70 | 96% |
| 201 | 2011-06-20 23:53:00 | 122.39 | 99% |
| 108 | 2011-06-06 23:41:33 | 105.56 | 94% |