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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2186 | 2011-12-22 14:07:34 | 47.28 | 92% |
| 2070 | 2011-06-09 15:33:35 | 45.57 | 92% |
| 1535 | 2011-01-25 17:46:24 | 46.36 |