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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 667 | 2012-01-09 01:06:02 | 83.89 | 98% |
| 630 | 2012-01-04 04:23:35 | 94.38 | 98% |
| 599 | 2012-01-02 07:22:45 | 85.85 | 96% |
| 359 | 2010-04-13 06:59:09 | 86.81 |