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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1331 | 2012-06-02 01:18:02 | 73.15 | 97% |
| 485 | 2011-08-18 04:08:29 | 74.94 | 96% |
| 481 | 2011-08-18 03:48:34 | 69.33 | 94% |
| 236 | 2011-08-08 17:29:39 | 65.14 | 98% |