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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1537 | 2012-12-16 20:49:54 | 79.09 | 97% |
| 781 | 2012-10-15 03:54:06 | 60.27 | 92% |
| 390 | 2012-09-04 04:50:09 | 59.42 | 93% |