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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 902 | 2012-03-07 14:41:19 | 90.13 | 99% |
| 353 | 2010-04-04 04:38:34 | 75.13 | |
| 13 | 2010-01-26 09:36:39 | 30.87 |