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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1364 | 2012-08-06 02:50:39 | 71.11 | 89% |
| 1164 | 2012-08-04 22:18:35 | 68.80 | 90% |
| 992 | 2012-07-18 09:14:40 | 71.27 | 91% |
| 612 | 2012-06-13 02:59:26 | 72.90 | 91% |