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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1242 | 2011-11-05 11:59:49 | 73.21 | 94% |
| 536 | 2011-08-07 11:04:08 | 79.66 | 96% |
| 499 | 2011-08-07 02:09:47 | 66.93 | 91% |
| 158 | 2011-07-31 23:40:15 | 77.07 | 96% |