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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1405 | 2012-09-21 17:19:04 | 119.41 | 100% |
| 813 | 2012-08-23 06:55:48 | 102.91 | 98% |
| 256 | 2012-07-29 18:31:59 | 99.43 | 99% |
| 177 | 2012-07-29 13:20:31 | 94.67 | 97% |