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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 930 | 2011-12-14 22:52:08 | 56.77 | 89% |
| 779 | 2011-12-03 03:42:16 | 57.11 | 96% |
| 345 | 2011-11-18 22:53:27 | 59.57 | 95% |
| 9 | 2011-10-06 17:07:23 | 56.32 | 95% |