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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1216 | 2012-08-03 05:44:05 | 71.43 | 90% |
| 830 | 2012-07-03 05:48:15 | 71.40 | 93% |
| 827 | 2012-07-03 05:45:37 | 70.24 | 93% |
| 772 | 2012-04-05 12:53:04 | 63.69 | 95% |