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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1220 | 2012-02-23 20:53:00 | 68.28 | 95% |
| 1194 | 2012-02-18 22:00:45 | 70.74 | 94% |
| 936 | 2012-02-02 21:39:37 | 63.77 | 91% |
| 875 | 2012-01-31 17:53:37 | 72.96 | 98% |
| 561 | 2012-01-15 19:51:50 | 58.97 | 92% |
| 130 | 2012-01-02 09:43:54 | 57.35 | 95% |