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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 773 | 2011-11-08 18:38:37 | 63.45 | 99% |
| 506 | 2011-10-29 22:23:22 | 50.51 | 96% |
| 331 | 2011-10-14 02:27:08 | 50.02 | 97% |
| 193 | 2011-10-12 01:19:03 | 40.92 | 96% |
| 49 | 2011-10-03 18:00:30 | 68.63 | 98% |