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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 389 | 2011-08-18 06:31:55 | 127.03 | 94% |
| 335 | 2011-07-22 22:04:12 | 131.09 | 93% |
| 101 | 2011-02-13 09:18:59 | 109.29 |