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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1288 | 2012-05-11 20:37:45 | 56.28 | 92% |
| 1032 | 2012-04-24 16:37:38 | 60.10 | 94% |
| 757 | 2012-03-30 16:13:53 | 58.96 | 90% |
| 262 | 2012-02-10 14:03:55 | 50.56 | 91% |