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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1320 | 2012-04-09 00:56:21 | 112.44 | 100% |
| 746 | 2012-01-18 19:18:55 | 104.79 | 98% |
| 530 | 2011-11-07 02:52:16 | 92.93 | 98% |