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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1546 | 2011-10-11 00:48:09 | 89.77 | 98% |
| 850 | 2011-09-11 15:06:40 | 90.83 | 95% |
| 775 | 2011-09-09 15:23:22 | 90.22 | 98% |
| 627 | 2011-09-05 14:05:17 | 88.83 | 97% |
| 142 | 2011-08-28 13:44:59 | 77.87 | 94% |