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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1774 | 2012-11-21 08:10:05 | 98.48 | 97% |
| 1734 | 2012-02-03 10:09:20 | 113.88 | 99% |
| 1436 | 2012-01-23 21:18:21 | 107.38 | 97% |