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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1375 | 2012-07-11 11:44:55 | 53.41 | 89% |
| 1179 | 2012-07-02 01:57:32 | 59.70 | 97% |
| 381 | 2010-10-05 10:15:49 | 56.28 |