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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1518 | 2011-06-04 17:54:23 | 92.31 | 97% |
| 330 | 2009-06-09 23:03:13 | 92.98 | |
| 164 | 2009-06-02 06:33:55 | 100.41 |