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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 610 | 2011-10-06 13:47:26 | 76.08 | 95% |
| 464 | 2011-10-01 07:58:46 | 69.65 | 93% |
| 392 | 2011-09-18 05:31:44 | 67.29 | 94% |
| 152 | 2011-04-06 22:21:06 | 65.59 |