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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 251 | 2014-01-05 02:22:56 | 101.17 | 95% |
| 226 | 2014-01-04 05:43:26 | 123.42 | 100% |
| 17 | 2009-10-16 17:52:41 | 102.17 |