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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 973 | 2011-11-10 06:14:57 | 106.01 | 98% |
| 753 | 2011-10-21 22:55:05 | 103.29 | 96% |
| 592 | 2011-10-03 10:54:28 | 101.15 | 98% |