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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1105 | 2012-02-07 18:49:51 | 20.49 | 98% |
| 625 | 2012-01-05 10:21:13 | 18.33 | 99% |
| 326 | 2011-12-02 18:24:21 | 18.17 | 99% |