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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1505 | 2013-02-12 04:57:13 | 75.57 | 93% |
| 1465 | 2013-02-08 06:56:08 | 98.90 | 99% |
| 1155 | 2013-01-20 04:55:12 | 79.81 | 95% |
| 568 | 2013-01-05 04:56:29 | 88.86 | 98% |