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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 791 | 2011-10-11 23:23:55 | 80.79 | 95% |
| 364 | 2011-06-13 21:51:12 | 94.21 | 96% |
| 200 | 2011-06-03 02:27:49 | 74.60 | 84% |