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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1132 | 2011-02-19 06:06:35 | 90.77 | |
| 984 | 2010-12-23 01:11:28 | 99.02 | |
| 610 | 2010-11-24 10:22:55 | 100.66 |