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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 846 | 2012-08-14 15:40:28 | 83.15 | 95% |
| 483 | 2011-04-15 10:31:55 | 69.16 | |
| 305 | 2010-05-28 09:05:19 | 78.52 |