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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1205 | 2012-08-17 12:15:47 | 52.78 | 97% |
| 1021 | 2012-08-02 11:10:36 | 51.59 | 98% |
| 470 | 2012-06-05 11:04:55 | 47.11 | 99% |
| 411 | 2012-06-01 07:03:33 | 46.31 | 99% |
| 369 | 2012-05-23 11:40:30 | 45.79 | 97% |
| 238 | 2012-05-18 07:41:36 | 46.55 | 100% |