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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1154 | 2013-09-12 02:43:47 | 122.48 | 98% |
| 320 | 2013-07-14 17:12:07 | 105.29 | 97% |
| 237 | 2013-07-12 01:04:38 | 122.35 | 99% |