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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1487 | 2012-04-26 23:17:45 | 62.09 | 95% |
| 1341 | 2012-04-25 14:06:45 | 63.94 | 97% |
| 1288 | 2012-04-24 20:15:23 | 67.52 | 97% |
| 507 | 2012-04-12 16:47:55 | 61.76 | 96% |
| 247 | 2012-04-07 08:24:31 | 39.04 | 93% |