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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3084 | 2013-04-06 16:41:12 | 74.54 | 92% |
| 810 | 2011-05-27 22:01:40 | 68.91 | 96% |
| 590 | 2011-05-24 17:28:40 | 60.67 | 91% |
| 278 | 2011-05-11 12:25:55 | 53.98 | 92% |